It’s 2025.
You made it this far. I bet there were more than a few times in ‘24 that you weren’t sure you would. But look at you, here, surviving.
You badass.
I don’t know what your plans are for 2025. Hell, you may not even be the type to make plans based on an arbitrary calendar date and that’s okay. I just hope that some part of whatever you do in the coming days, weeks, months includes taking some time to do those little things that make you smile. You deserve to smile. Plus, you have a truly great smile. No really, you light up a room with that grin. I know that when I see you smile I feel warm inside. It’s like this little manifestation of joy that’s infectious.
But Rudy, you’ve never actually met me or seen me smile.
Are you sure? I see people I don’t know every single day and a lot of times their smile sets me floating. At some point you could have been that smiling person.
Anyway, I just needed to let you know that I am so glad you’re a part of my journey. You make this world o…
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