I got you a Hallmark card. The sentiment will do. I guess. Maybe. No, it really won’t. They try their best but I can’t shake the question: why in god’s name would I allow someone who knows nothing of you to say words around which our thoughts might revolve on this day when I and countless others celebrate the wonder of your life? This is the day you were born, and if you hadn’t drawn breath back then our children would still be formless and void somewhere in the mind of God. And me? Well, knowing me I would probably be married but she’d know my heart wasn’t in it, she’d see there was someone else I was always looking for in crowds or at the fourth of July parade, someone I’d prayed for on my knees since I was a little boy but the prayer went unheard, someone I was supposed to meet but never did. If that were the story then I would live in labored grief, possibly making a killing writing sentiments for Hallmark. Happy birthday, Meredith.