Family · Miriam
Shrammy Shram!
I don’t think I really believe that you’re turning 15. I’m in disbelief! I remember many years ago when you were little, imagining you becoming a teenager, and thinking how far away that seemed. So far away. But here we are.
Where to start? Well, I love you! Not only that, I love you LOTS and LOTS and then SOME MORE EVEN!
I wish I had a way to say how much I love your friendship. You are my buddy, Sam. The night you were born, Papa gave me a charge over you, as they used to say! He looked at me very seriously and told me I had to keep an eye on you and always watch out for you. I promised him I would. It felt like a very grown-up thing to do. 😊 But I’ve kept that promise in my heart ever since and enjoyed watching over you all these years of growing up together. But it goes both ways. You look out for me, too. I lean on you more than you will ever know!
It’s been SO fun to watch your personality morph in some ways and stay exactly the same in others. I feel we make such a good team and I love how much I learn from you, all the time — and not just about bugs and wildlife, but about how to handle life, too. I love your hugs and jokes and overall fantastic, adventurous, try-everything spirit. It brings so much happiness to my life and makes for incredible memories. I tell people about you allll the time, especially Marty, because he has a much deeper appreciation than most for all of your outdoorsiness. That should be a word.
Now that I’ve been very sappy, time to remind you that you are a poopy butt cheek tooty.
HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY!!!
Love,
Mirmastrar
