I'm sorry I didn't have time to get you a nice gift or bake food, even though I know you've told me you didn't really want anything for your birthday, but I had to do something. So instead of leaving a happy birthday message that will probably get drowned amongst all your notifications on Facebook, or giving a mediocre gift with a card that could potentially get lost, here is my message to you preserved forever on the internet.
Dearest Spianebolarel (aka Deborah),
Happy 18th! You're an adult now!
Here's to you, one of the greatest friends I've ever had. We're level four friends now, having unlocked each others' tragic back stories, and subsequently dealing with all the stuff that's come out of them. Though you may be a strongheaded Aries and I am a melodramatic (is that the right word?) Cancer, I think we're pretty compatible (maybe it's the opposites attract thing, you crazy extrovert). Though when I brought it up, you didn't remember it (you were having ebola, I don't blame you), I do hope we stay close throughout college and beyond, regardless of where we end up. I hope you get everything you ever want out of life, but at the same time, please be aware of your health and don't forget to stay hydrated. You're going to do great things, so don't be afraid to seize life by the wings and keep your chin up, no matter what comes your way. Hope you're doing well at this moment :)
Love, your actual middle aged white suburban mother,
Helynn
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