Thank you for choosing me Emily. Thank you for loving me when I was not loveable, for keeping me as your mother when I didn't want to be kept.
Thank you for being a joyful child, even when your mother could not be joyful.
We muddle through, the best we can, together. Usually laughing at something your father does not find funny.
I love you more than you can know - far more than I can tell you. And while I know that the upcoming years are going to be challenging, I think we can do it.
Love you ,Schmoopa. Happy 12th birthday.