Happy Birthday, Pooja!

I was thinking about what I could give you all the way from Italy without having to worry about the Italian postal workers dropping your gift in the ocean on the flight over, and this is what I came up with. This is every (good) photo of us that we took after the ones I included in your journal last year, and those too. I hope you don't think it's too much, but I know you probably don't have any of these photos and I thought you would probably like them; each of the photos has a little description or a memory associated with it. I wrote you a few poems last month, but I think they're probably a little too sappy for right now. I don't know what will happen and I don't know how things will work out, but I hope you enjoy this little collection. Enjoy your birthday!