There were so many little moments with you that probably looked ordinary from the outside.
Random rides with nowhere particular to go.
Train journeys, window seats, and conversations that somehow made the distance feel shorter.
The food we always ended up finding.
The beaches.
The laughs.
And all those stupid conversations that, for some reason, became memories I still remember.
Maybe they were just ordinary days.
But somehow, they never felt ordinary to me.
I don’t know if you remember those moments the way I do.
I’m just grateful that they happened.
And today, I’m not writing this to ask for anything or bring anything back.
I just wanted to wish you a beautiful birthday.
I hope it brings you peaceful mornings, good food, beautiful places, unexpected little joys, and people who make you feel safe, loved, and happy.
Whatever life brings your way, I hope you have plenty of reasons to smile.
Happy Birthday, Hema. 🤍