To My Very Special Friend,

Well, you’re the first of the two of us to make it to 65. (Don’t forget—I’m right behind you!)
I’m so proud of you. Life hasn’t always been fair, and I know you carry the weight of some past choices—but it’s time to stop beating yourself up. We all make mistakes. The difference with you is, no matter what, you push through life’s challenges and do what needs to be done.

You are a strong man. A prideful man. And I love and respect you deeply for that. You have one of the best walks—tall, proud, with a stride that turns heads. You’re a man of your word, and that means something rare and beautiful.

I love how you love me. You make me feel safe and seen. You listen to me, and you let me listen to you. I treasure the times we reminisce about all the years we’ve known each other, and the way we share what it feels like to be at this stage of life.

I truly enjoy watching sports with you—even when you’re explaining all the details I don’t know! I’ve always appreciated how you share your thoughts about my life with care. I listen to you, and I reflect on what you say. I’ve learned so much from you. You’re incredibly smart and can hold a conversation about just about anything.

As you’ve probably noticed, I like my alone time—but I really do love spending time with you. I call you My Peace. You bring peace to my life—both when we’re together and even when you’re just a thought in my mind.

Yes, this is long, but it’s important to me that you know how much I value you—and why.
You are My Peace and My Special Friend.

I Love You For Life.

Happy 65th Birthday

(A text I sent to him this morning)

Protecting My Peace, Celebrating My Person

The older I get, the smaller my circle becomes. It’s not that I don’t care deeply for a larger group of people—I do. But I’ve made a conscious choice to pull myself inward. These days, I need to protect my energy and manage the level of outside stimulation in my life.

And so, the few people I keep close to my heart? They matter to me in ways I can’t always express out loud. That’s why I make sure to show them how much I love them—through sincere words, thoughtful gestures like buying a coffee, or simply treating them to a meal. It doesn’t take much, but it means everything.

My Peace is my ultimate favorite person. Today, he turned 65. And I just had to be the first to wish him a happy birthday—first by text, then with a follow-up phone call. I know he’s going to work, but I still tossed out the invitation: if by chance he decided to call off, I’d love to take him to dinner. My treat.

He’s had some serious health challenges. Mine, not quite as severe. So I feel this constant need to let him know—you matter to me. Not just with words, but with presence, attention, and love.

Today we laughed, vented, and spent time the way we always do—with ease and comfort.
I decided to share the birthday message I sent him above, even though it’s personal. I won’t name him, of course—but I want to share the spirit behind it.

Because maybe, just maybe, it’ll encourage you to tell someone in your life how much they mean to you. Trust me: they’ll remember. And they’ll feel it.

It doesn’t have to be grand. Just real.

LadyFlava of LadyFlavaNews

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