My Personal Calibration Tool
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Happy birthday, sis. Nobody else in the world can call me out like you can, and somehow when you do it I feel less crazy, not more. You’re my calibration tool. Thank you.
Happy birthday, sis. Nobody else in the world can call me out like you can, and somehow when you do it I feel less crazy, not more. You’re my calibration tool. Thank you.
Thirty, sis. You officially no longer have to explain your decisions to anyone. You're too old for that. You're also too old for a lot of things you're going to do anyway this year, and I am not here to stop you. I'm here to hear about it later, judge gently, and go back for more. Happy 30th. Let's make it worth remembering.
Happy birthday, sis. Of all the people I could have grown up beside, the universe gave me you. The first person who knew every weird thing about me. The first person who never made me feel weird about any of it. I'll never stop being grateful for the assignment , for the random, holy accident of growing up beside you. Happy birthday, my first and forever friend.
Happy birthday, sis. We grew up in the same house. We survived the same chaos. The fact that both of us turned out functional is a greater achievement than anyone gives us credit for.
Happy birthday, sis. We don't say it enough, so let me say it now: you are extraordinary. This is embarrassing for both of us. Let's never speak of it again.