Happy Birthday, Laura.
Remember how mad at me you would get when I repeatedly confused the date of your birthday (11th) with the date of my anniversary (12th)? I don't know why I couldn't keep your birthday straight, especially when my anniversary wasn't until July.
You would have been 25 years old today ... just getting started in life.
I wish I could celebrate this quarter-century milestone with you. Instead, I'll be having a piece of dark chocolate in your honor.
All my love,
Dad
Friday, February 11, 2011
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