(Sorry, i'm at work with no pictures :()
Another year. The last of your twenties, too. I wish I could marvel at that without feeling some sense of vertigo. And maybe the ten or ish that we've done of these are starting to feel redundant, the same sentiments over and over again. But never doubt that the redundancy is what I could marvel at the most. The fact that I get to do this, over and over, using some of the same words and certainly all of the same emotions, if not stronger and more perfectly aged, is why I look forward to this tradition of ours each year.
Because you are worthy of admiration.
You are deserving of all the love you receive -- most of all, mine 😏
And because I'll keep repeating myself until I'm blue in the face, if it makes you smile for just a second.
The seeds that you've sown through your own learning and knowledge gained have blossomed so damn beautifully into not one, but TWO different career paths in which you can ensure their continued growth. I cannot think of anyone better suited to guiding future generations into a life of conservation, kindness, and much needed empathy in a world turned cold and more than a little indifferent. Not to mention all the seemingly minor ways in which you use that beautiful voice of yours to the same purpose. You did that. You fucking are doing that, and that's so extraordinary.
There aren't many who carry themselves with as much grace and poise, as much approachable calm. There aren't many who exude the air of a warm hug just with proximity. You are comfort and clarity, with the kind of unobtrusive drive that makes everyone around you want to be better, too.
You are someone to be looked up to, to be modeled after. You are an inspiration and an aspiration. And most importantly - to me, heh - you are my best fucking friend.
Goddamn, I'm proud of you.
Happy birthday, soultwin. I love you endlessly.
@thestralqueen
