so glad you are mine. I know you are feeling "old", and not loving that. But you are like a moviestar to me, you are getting classier and wiser and more dashing with each year. I'm so glad I had 24 year old you. And I'm so lucky to witness 25 year old you. We are still so young. We aren't growing old, just up. and up is better, bigger, scarier, and all around more exciting. Thanks for growing up with me.
i love you to the moon and back
and around a few times