There are rare moments when you look at your life and, for that moment alone, you feel as if you can see through it, into the universe itself, and out again on the other side.
I know birthdays in a way are supposed to be selfish days. Social protocol says that the day when we were born is the day that we can take for granted. It's the day we can ask for anything, the day we can bask in pampering and for one day out of the year, think about ourselves rather than others. I've never been one for the social protocol side of things, really. And now, a day later, another year older and survived in this rat race we like to call Life, I can look back on the day prior, and…
Well, lets just say I'm a rich woman indeed.
My life would be nothing without my friends and family. My art would be nothing, and my ideas wasted or never formed to begin with. However we met, whatever channels fate filled to sail my boat alongside yours, for this brief moment our lives have been touched by each other. And honestly, no matter the protocol that says something physical must be given on a birthday, etc, etc, the greatest gift you guys ever could have given me was simply allowing me to look into your lives, and know you. No matter how you might pester me, annoy me, make me happy, make me sad, no matter the up times and the down times, the times we drift or the times when we feel so close that we could swear we were one and the same… I will never regret knowing a single one of you.
The moment we met, you became a part of my life and helped shape who I am, and who I will be. That kind of thing can't be wrapped.
I'm not a sentimental person, really, but in the end, for everything you are, thank you. My friends, and my family.
You know who you are.