Happy Birthday, Snoogs-of-my-heart.
How the hell did you become 29? You’re really old. I love you, anyway.
More importantly, I like you.
You are so passionate in your relationships and your approach to life: open and forthright and genuine. You’re always trying to bring everyone together in a figurative group hug.
You were born two weeks early and have been impatient ever since. Impatient to fix things, impatient to help others, impatient to find answers (I have a question…)
You are ferocious, strong, smart and sassy. You are a true Shield Maiden.
I am proud you are my daughter.
