What About HIM?

I feel like such dork! You know that feeling when you drink too much or just share too many emotions and people are at that point with you that they walk on egg shells around you? Yeah, that's where I'm at. I've been bawling like a baby about my daughter but I think I've also been bawling about myself because HIS 35th birthday was on Father's Day. How do you divide your emotions between your husband and your deceased brother? Tell me how you're supposed to do that?