Happy Birthday,
Mi Amor
I made you something. It's a little silly, a little sappy, and there's a surprise at the end.
A few questions.
Answer honestly.
Or don't. Be spicy. Be sweet. Be a menace. I'll be reading between the lines the whole time… and it all adds up to something.
How spoiled do you deserve to feel today?
Look how far we've come from here.
If tonight were completely yours… what's the plan?
Be honest, what did you fall for first?
This year asked a lot of you. When it got heavy… what did you do?
Reading between every line…
That for months now you've been facing life directly in the face, head on, shoulder to shoulder, no flinching.
You've been stronger than you've ever had to be, and you carried all of it with a grace that floors me.
I have never been prouder of anyone. And a million times over, in every version of this life, I would choose you. Again, and again, and again.
so there's really only one thing you've earned…
A whole day
that's just yours.
A Spa Day at Nobu
because it's finally your turn to let the sun shine on you.
You deserve to be still.
To be pampered. To be looked after. To be chosen, loudly, and on purpose.