Today is the birthday of the 2nd most important person in my life. I know it’s kind of silly to rank people but I’m a data nerd and I like lists and rankings. Really, the top 3 are not ranked 1-2-3. They are more like 1a-1b-1c. All three are perfect in their own way.
#2 is smart, hard-working, kind, generous, honest, strong, fair, forgiving, and, as a whole, possessing a quantity of integrity rarely found in any human being. They are a 5 on the terribleness spectrum. Which, if you knew my opinion of humanity, is a fucking miracle.
The bigger miracle is that this person cares about me and has forgiven me. If the tables were turned, I would not have forgiven them. I certainly have not forgiven myself. And I honestly do not think I ever will. But I will keep trying. Because that is what they would want me to do.
I just wanted to thank the universe for making it possible for someone like them to love someone like me. I don’t deserve it. They deserve better. It makes no sense to me. And it means everything to me.
You know who you are. I’m sorry always. I love you forever.