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To my best friend in the whole world,

I’m sorry our weekend was so grueling and we had to cancel the babysitter and you had to wipe kid barf off the toilet. I’m sorry things are just so incredibly stressful right now and I’m sorry I haven’t worked harder to keep the peace between us. I’m sorry if it hasn’t been clear that I’m on your side through this entire process, that I want to move to Oregon because I believe in my heart it’s what you want to do and I want to make that happen for you and for us. I’m sorry if it’s ever seemed like I don’t support your business and your dreams because I do. I’m sorry if I don’t slow down enough and hug you and tell you how much I love you and how grateful I am to have this life with you. Because oh, I do, and I am.

I’m sorry I let Riley pick out your birthday wrapping and that your presents came in a giant Transformers bag. I’m sorry you’re 37 today because damn, Grandpa.

Basically if you sit on this couch you’re fucked.

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