Jan. 21st, 2003
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Jan. 21st, 2003 10:16 amI have called you my sun, and nothing could be more accurate. For all the joy and happiness you've brought into my life, one day of commemoration feels inadequate. Nevertheless, tradition must be followed:
Thirty three years ago, the other half of my heart was born. The twenty nine years it took me to find it have made every minute since the best in my life.
Happy birthday, sweetie.
Thirty three years ago, the other half of my heart was born. The twenty nine years it took me to find it have made every minute since the best in my life.
Happy birthday, sweetie.