Happy Birthday Joe-Joe! This is my birthday message to you.
Thanks for making me feel loved even when I looked like a bald alien due to chemotherapy. You never told me how bad I looked. You just called me a hippie chick because I always wore those paisley cotton handkerchiefs tied around my head. When I traipsed to work in my blonde-bob wig and big sunglasses, you said I looked great even though my skin had the pallor of death and the hair was clearly fake.
Your unconditional love fueled my determination to carry on with normalcy and fight a disease that was out to kill me. I honestly don't know if I would have been able to battle so fiercely if you hadn't been by my side.
Because you were there during one of my most difficult times, I can't help but stand by you too--my loyalty is steadfast. I will always be here for you. Our story proves that love does make a difference. So happy 45th birthday, may the coming year bring great changes!
Love ya! Marcy-girl
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