Fiercely independent. Driven. Brilliantly smart. A genius. Strikingly beautiful. Critical thinker. Hilariously sharp. Passionate. All in, all the time. Wonderfully talented. Amazingly gifted. Lover of Taco Bell and classic rock. Committed disciple of Jesus. Single-mindedly determined to live her life with excellence. Quoter of Seinfeld and Tom Petty. Jeep owner. Successful dog trainer. Potato chip connoisseur. Lion King memorizer. Salsa maker. Forty-five minute shower taker. Beloved child of God.
Happy Birthday, Little Bear. I trust that you are wowing your professors at OC, that you are helping others with their homework, and berating those who don’t carry their weight in group projects. I know you’re killing it in so many ways – your grades, your job, your friendships, your pursuit of our Lord. You bring your old man incredible joy. You are a source of tremendous pride for me and the object of my undying admiration. Just, please, stop calling me “Bro.”
I love you.