Dear Mr.

It is 31 years to the day from when you were first slapped on the ass and brought screaming into this world.  Happy Birthday!

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to tell you just how special you are to me but every day I still try.  Every day we’ve spent together I thank god that you are you, my best friend, my rock, my secret confident, the laugher at my lame jokes, the support when I’m feeling low.  You are my everything and my life is better for you being in it.  Thank you for being born, I burn for you (love is such an imprecise vague word.)