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In my life, I've had lots of friends.  I was never "popular," but I have always tended to be one of those weird floater people, getting along with pretty much everyone and having friends in each of the different groups.  Out of the hundreds of people I'd call friends over my lifetime, I can count the true lifelong friendships on one hand.

There's a lot to be said for casual friendships, but it's this elite group of one-handers who enhance my life.  I can't even begin to stress enough the importance of having people close to me who understand and accept The Princess for who and what she is...no questions asked.  

One of these one-handers happens to be The Hubbs' best friend, fondly referred to as Uncle D in our house.

This man is extraordinary in so many ways.  Born in Denmark, he has traveled the world and has more entertaining anecdotes than anyone else I've ever met.  When he was eight years old, Fate dropped him in the States (Thank you, Fate!), where he's resided ever since.

With all of the amazing things D has done in business, travel, music, film and countless other ventures, I am most taken with the fact that he has been a brother to The Hubbs for 20+ years.  The boys don't see each other nearly as much since The Hubbs moved up to our little yellow house, but when they get together, it's as though no time has passed.

D, I want you to know that we all love you and consider you part of our family.  Happy, happy 40th birthday, my friend.  

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