I am so glad she was borned.
And even more glad she lets me be her friend.
I am glad she has dance parties with me in the kitchen.
I am glad she has dance parties with me anywhere, really.
I am glad she likes to be on my team for volleyball.
I am glad she stays up late to tell me about life.
I am glad we share donettes on Sunday mornings.
I am glad she has the best taste in music.
I am glad she loves to thrift.
I am glad she serves and loves people so effortlessly.
I am glad she struggles being reverent in church like I do.
I am glad she pretends to understand the words I make up.
I am glad we have the best times together. Every single time.
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(I am glad she lets me channel my inner Martha Stewart via her birthday cake.)
Em, you're making 26 look divine.
Oh my goodness, Stacie Ann, I just LOVE You! Thanks so much for this adorable and kind post. I can't tell you how much I love that we are friends! You are such a little sunbeam of optimism and wit! Cheers to more dance parties and donettes!
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