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Dearest Ganret (intentional),
I think gushing over someone is allowable after a half decade of knowing them, especially if it's their birthday. So here goes:
Five years ago, I set out on this perilous trek into a world unknown to me. RP.com... mhm.
Instead of the den of sin I was expecting (oh that Christian guilt was setting in hard in those days, too), I was greeted by you and a few others who would become a huge part of my life in the years to come.
I'm not sure if I ever told you or praised you for it, but you are THE woman who changed my perspective of women. Speaking to you about sexuality, feminism, the roles women portray in society (yes, we've had these conversations!) stole me from a course where marriage was the goal and a servile June Cleaver was a necessity. I appreciate women (not my ex's, though, say thankya), a wide variety of women, and love few things more than when a woman can stand up and proudly be herself. Gives me someone to fight with. Thank you for that.
Here we are, years after that tiny revolution. I know we don't speak often, but I like to think that there's a sentiment between us that doesn't require it. Not that we are the terribly best of friends, but we do have the ability to pick up where we left off, and there hasn't been a fade between us.
But I love knowing how you're life is going. And I'm happy you found who you are with.
So here's to our five years, to five of your birthdays. All the ups, downs, rights, wrongs, goods, and bads... regardless of anything, your life has made a difference in mine.
Have a happy birthday, Garnet.
Lots of love,
Blued