Hello.

Happy Birthday.

I'm sorry I didn't call yesterday. A normal, altruistic person would
have put on a happy voice and sucked it up for the guy who is
always there for her, but fortunately, I am neither normal or
altruistic. Thus, I didn't want to call and end up moaning and
bitching about how much my life blows sheep.

But I have to at least say something, because it is not everyday that
my beloved Jason turns thirty. So at least over email, I can sound
happy! and enthusiastic! and focused on you and only you!

I know turning thirty must be at least a little weird, but I genuinely
think you should enjoy every minute of moving out of your angsty
and tumultuous twenties. When I first met you, your life was a little
bit on the challenging side, to say the least. You seemed really
unhappy and confused about Jess, and we spent a lot of time
dicussing what we really wanted and needed out of our lives and
our significant others. Now, a few years later, it seems as if you've
made all the right choices and fulfilled those goals you had back
then. You've found the right girl for you, the one that does the
things we spent so much time talking about. You've got everything
put together - the job, the girl, the cars, the home - and I'm really
really happy to see you where you are now. I know that not
everything is always perfect and that there are bad days, but it
seems like, on the whole, you are a much happier person who
really enjoys life.

So happy birthday, and here's to starting a new decade of what
promises to be some truly wonderful times. Enjoy it. Be happy.
Marry Kate. Buy more cars. Have little Jkrates. Always know that I'm
really impressed by the person you've become since I met you, and
that the way you've chosen to live your life gives me inspiration on
some of the hardest days.

Much love and best wishes for an excellent year,
MJ


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Thanks more than you will know doll =)