Tre L. Loadholt
1 min readJul 31, 2016

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As I stated, I thought of you around 11:00, my time last night. I was wondering, “Is Orisirisi up now? It’s early in the a.m. there and I’m an early riser and everyone is not, so… I’m mindful of that. But, I thought about you, your 30th on the 31st… How’d you celebrate? What would you do? Who, if anyone, would you do whatever it is you plan to do with?

30, as Jules mentioned, is a milestone. You made it! You’re still breathing! On the back of the devil, you sauntered like the fighter you are and pummeled his hind-end back into the dark world. For this day… This special day. He needn’t an invite. I’m glad you didn’t grant him one. He’d eat all of the chocolate cake and then we’d have

Problems!

You are light for all of us when the world is dim. You have a constant glow. Cry a good cry again whenever you need to today, but know your Father is smiling down on you for having made it to the finish line after such a trying end year to your 20s.

Happy Birthday, love.

Now, gimme some cake. ❤

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Tre L. Loadholt

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