Happy Birthday: Here's to you, H.

Today my oldest friend turns a year older. You have yet to hear from her on here, but just wait, I'm sure her posts will blow you away and delight you. 

For over 20 years we've grown together. We danced through our childhood, biked and stole flowers through our adolescence, and laughed throughout our whole lives. Ballet shoes brought us together and now any opportunity she gets, she tries to steal my black suede booties. And like it or not, H, you're stuck with me for life.

To the one that's supportive and understanding, punctual and indecisive. Creative, hilarious, beautiful and courageous. To someone who dreams big; who wants to see the world and also wants to make a difference in it. To the one who knows everything about cinematography, who loves Corgis (especially those named Jim), who asks for "just a sippah" of all my drinks and who loves soft things near her face. 

And to the one who asks for presents throughout the year, but not on her birthday.

Here's to you, H. Happy Birthday.

Love, J.

There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know. 

-Lewis Carroll