(PS: A little birdy named Rianne had once told me that August 3rd was your birthday, so I'm here to spread some joy, hopefully!)
Happy Birthday, my dearest Theresa; the brightest star in the dark night—whom I would be lost without. I'm thankful for having met you, and will forever associate Fallen Star with being the spark that lit our relationship. I can't believe that it's been quite past a year since we've met—not much, but it means a lot to me. I am very grateful for having your support and guidance while I was walking through my journey in writing. I hope you're doing well, and I hope that the coming years will bring you endless happiness and sweet memories. You deserve every bit of it.
Thank you for your continuous support and well-wishes; thank you for tolerating me even when I know I was being a little frustrating to put up with. Thank you for being one of the first friends I have made on this platform, and thank you for replying back to me when I asked if you would continue Fallen Star. Thank you for being Edmund Pevensie for me—the sassy elder brother who gave me a few laughs (through your writing) and endless support.
My wishes were rather short and sweet, I see, but the imprint you've left on me is quite the opposite—unforgettable and huge. While my close relations say I'm pretty darned good with them, I can't find the words to say more. Sometimes I've been in the shadows, but then the support you gave was an illuminating light that spilled out into the dark, especially when I was writing my Narnia Imagines book. I thank you profusely, and wish you only the best. Huge hugs from this side of the world! <3
Lots of love,
Adri
