I was nine years old when I first met my aunts and uncles. Well, I know I met at least one of them when I was younger once before, but I only barely remember it. After I turned nine, we saw them every few years and kept in touch by family newsletters (and now Facebook).
The point is, I was the same age as Esther turned today. I feel so grateful and lucky that I have been able to know her since the day she was born, that I’ve been able to share her experiences and be a big part of her life and that we are, and always will be, best buddies. Happy birthday, sweet girl.