So, dear Isis,
To the most beautiful girl I know, Happy Birthday. And thank you. I know you may think you don't deserve much, but you do. In fact, you deserve so much more. And I have no idea if I can give all of that to you, but I promise that with everything that I have, I will try. Not just because you are my best friend or because of some fleeting generosity. But because you are my light. I look up to you in so many ways that you don't realize. And none of which I shall tell because you must realize those beautiful and amazing qualities on your own. But I will let it be known that you have them. So, thank you for everything. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for shining your beautiful smile in the darkest of times. Thank you for holding me when I cry. Thank you for being so wise. Thank you for making me laugh until I wheeze and die of laughter. Thank you for supporting my silly delusions. Thank you for your sense of humor. Thank you for being you.
And thank you for staying here and making it to your 18th birthday. Many people fail to realize that turning 18 is such a big milestone. And you have done it. I know that there have been so many times when you doubted you would be here, but you are. And I am so glad. I have no idea what I would do without you. You are my best friend, wife, pookie, future aunt and godmother of my kids, maid of honor. You deserve the world. Happy Birthday, Pookie Shnookums.
