I have so many wonderful people in my family. Some people came with the package, some were added when I got married, and, of course, there's the one that I made. I'm particularly proud that The Swede is my family because, unlike all the others, I chose him. And I think that speaks pretty highly of my taste. Today is his birthday and in between the wake-up singing and present, the surprise birthday cake afternoon snack, and the dinner out, I've been celebrating, alone on the inside, the fact that he exists and that he is mine.
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