A little story

Once upon a time, a time not unlike today just 31 years prior, a girl named Sara was born. Rumor has it that growing up she could be found with her stuffed animals lined up in her makeshift classroom giving the young-stuffed minds an education or she could be found chatting up the duty. She got the best grades and was the friend of many. Of course I did not know that first hand, nor do I know that the day was unlike today. I only came to hear the story of Sara in the years that followed our meeting in 1998 when she welcomed me into her family. I have watched and listen as her story unfolds and am so very lucky to have her as a friend. She is a kind and generous woman who has often been found clothing the naked (not that I have personally witnessed but she has stood outside the dressing room acting like my own personal shopper), housing the homeless (people and animal alike) and feeding the hungry (even if it was just hungry for a good home cooked Cuban meal). I have felt the effects of the work she does to inspire the young with the words of the world and rousing them to write their own. She is a thought-provoking conversationalist that balances with with depth at all the right times. She has fallen in love with a man who is the perfect compliment to all of her wonderful qualities. She is a wonderful daughter, a thoughtful sister and still a bighearted friend of many.

Happy Birthday BFF. I hope it is a magnificent year 31!