How can I possibly thank you for all that you are? Material, even digital material goods can never do a justice. You've been everything to me, and those two words are so little in comparison. I see so much in you, yet you only see so little. You're a brilliant light in a hazy darkness, glowing with warmth, beauty, and hope. Your heart and mind stand out in all the smoke, and I shall never close my eyes to that light. Please, today especially, I ask that you look for a shining light of your own to guide you, produced by, and reflected in the mirrors of the eyes of those who adore you. The owl's wings may be tattered, and her feet may be on the ground, but the fox's fire lets her soar.
Though you've been torn down far too many times, I am here to stand with you. I will lift you up just as you have done to me, and I will do all I can to be everything you need. You inspire me, you keep my head above my own ocean of negativity, and speckle a dark sky with brilliant stars. The stars above us all keep us close beyond physical distances, so do not feel like you're alone, today or tomorrow. I am with you. I am nearby. You worry about your future, but in the darkened maze of doubt and fear, please see the illuminating moonlight of the assurance of my presence and love. I will be there. Though the wisps of smoke may surround us both, there is a warmth and light shining for the both of us. Though the light of many stars of the void may be lost to the naked eye by the artificial lights around the Earth, they are there, and always have been. Their cousins shine brightly to remind us, not only of the presence of the now invisible, but the forever-lasting presence of adoration and radiating light of warmth and gentleness of that love.
May today be joyous for you, and its anniversary be as good or even better as you walk your path, illuminated and warm.
-Forever and always, your spastic Vlekkie
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