Offspring the First has turned twenty-seven. It is a weird time to have a birthday, what with Social Distancing and Fear of Plague and whatnot. We could not get together for pizza and birthday cake. I am sad. She seems fine -- she is sanguine about the State of the World, doing her best to keep her head above water, to keep on keeping on.
She is such a lovely, warm, witty person. So strong on the inside. I am so proud of her. I wish for better for her than this current state of Pandemic, and look forward to the days in the future when things are more settled, and she can continue to make her dreams come true.
Keep flying, sweet bird. There will be flowers and fair skies. Never fear. You are tremendously loved, always.
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