Happy 27th Birthday Meg!
Finally, an age with a seven in it. This website is my birthday card to you. I figured it would save some paper, plus if you ever want to look back at all your old cards, you can come to a website that takes care of all your memory-saving needs, without the clutter of holding onto every old piece of nostalgia.
So happy birthday to you, one of my most graceful, coordinated, and longstanding friends. We may not hang out as often as we once did, or as often as we will in the future, but you still remain a solid force of happiness and love in my life.
I admire and respect so many things about you. You are always working at becoming a better person than you were the day before. You continue to be a positive ecological role model on your broad circle of friends. You are funny, you are compassionate, you are understanding, you are trustworthy, you are honest. I will always be your friend and will always be here to support you in any way you need. Unless that way is pulling your body hair out, in which case I am physically and emotionally unavailable. Sorry.
May your 27th trip around the Sun be filled with emotional triumphs and treasures. I hope you discover lush continents within yourself, filled with wonderful flora and fauna that you can describe and bask in the beauty of. I hope you continue to fine-tune your methods of self-care, so that one day you will wake up in the paradise of your own skin, and the world will cease to be a thing outside yourself, but an extension of your life and being.
I hope you have a lot of fun, lighthearted sex, with people who think you're beautiful and magic and funny. I hope you find a dress that fits like a dream, and has soft, deep pockets that you can fill with memories and glitter and whatever else women put in their pockets. I hope you get so good at catching things that the Baltimore Orioles draft you onto their baseball team. I hope you accept their offer after realizing that an Oriole is a very cute bird, and you will get to have its head on your jersey, #77. I hope you sing and dance to your hearts content for the rest of your life, making the world a more joyful place in the process. I hope your burps begin sounding more like burps and less like methane gas oozing out of lakebed muck. I hope you continue to ride your bike with me on warm summer nights.
Thanks for being in my life. Happy birthday to you. Remember to check back next year! Love Garret.