To Amna.
I keep coming back to that escape room. You were actually trying to solve it and get us out. You were reading clues, moving pieces around, doing the work and I was just standing there watching you, completely useless, because I couldn’t stop looking at you. I never really told you that’s when I knew. Not some big moment, just you being you, and me thinking, yeah, I don’t want to look away from this. I want all of it with you, including the stuff that’s hard to talk about. So for your birthday, this is what I actually want you to know, not just to know you’re loved, but to know you don’t have to hold anything by yourself. Whatever you’re feeling, good or heavy or in between, hand it to me. You don’t have to be strong for me, ever. I love you, babygurl right now, and in every version of us.

I love you.