Asma. Happy birthday! There are some people who pass through life quietly, without ever realizing how much light they leave behind them. I think you are one of those people. You move through the world with a kind of beauty that is not just seen, but felt. In your smile, in your voice, in the little ways you care, in the softness you still protect even when you have every reason to become cold. And today, on your birthday (or one week before it), I hope you know how deeply you are appreciated. I hope you know that you are not just beautiful in the simple way people say someone is beautiful. You are beautiful in a way that feels literally impossible to explain properly. The kind of beautiful that makes a room feel warmer, that makes someone remember little things for no reason. Your smile, your eyes, your hair, the way you talk, the way you laugh, even the smallest details about you carry something special. Something gentle. A beauty completely unique to you. Sometimes I wonder if you realize how much there is to admire about you. Not just your gorgeous face, not just the way you look when the light catches you perfectly, not just the things anyone could notice from the outside. I mean the deeper things too. Your heart. Your patience. Your strength. The way you keep going, even when you are tired. The way you still care, even when you have been hurt. The way you still try to be kind, even when people do not always deserve that kindness from you. That is something I will always admire about you. You have been through things that should have made you harsher, but somehow, you are still soft. You are still warm. You are still you. And I hope you understand how rare that is. A lot of people survive pain by becoming distant, cold, or cruel. But you have this special way of continuing to be you, continuing to be perfect. That is one of the strongest things about you. I care about you in ways that are hard to put into words without feeling like the words are too small. I care about the big things, of course. Your happiness, your peace, your heart, your future. But I also care about the little things. Whether your day was good. Whether you ate. Whether something small upset you. Whether you smiled today. Whether your mind feels heavy. Whether your heart feels safe. Even the smallest, most miniscule things about you matter to me, just because they are yours. And maybe that is what I want you to know most today. You matter. Not just when you are happy. Not just when you are easy to talk to. Not just when you feel pretty, or confident, or okay. You matter when you are tired. You matter when you are quiet. You matter when you are overwhelmed. You matter when you don't know what to do with yourself. You matter in every version of yourself, even the versions you are scared are not enough. To me, you are never not enough. You are someone I am deeply, deeply grateful to know. Someone I am inexplicably proud of. Someone I care for so deeply. Someone whose existence has made my life softer in ways I cannot fully explain. You have been a total blessing, a gift in my life, Asma, and I do not say that lightly. I mean it with my whole heart. I hope 16 is kinder to you. I hope it brings you peace in places where you have been hurt. I hope it brings you happiness that does not feel temporary. I hope it brings you people who choose you gently, consistently, and honestly. I hope it reminds you that you are worthy of love that does not confuse you, care that does not disappear, and kindness that does not need to be begged for. You deserve to feel safe. You deserve to feel wanted. You deserve to feel appreciated without having to question it. You deserve flowers, soft words, warm memories, and the kind of love that makes your heart feel lighter, not heavier. And I hope, at least for today, you can see yourself even a little bit the way I see you. Because I see someone amazing. I see someone gorgeous. I see someone soft, strong, funny, thoughtful, precious, and so deeply special. I see a girl who deserves the whole world to be gentle with her, no matter what ANYONE else thinks. I see someone truly perfect. I see my angel. I see all the happy memories we've had together. And I wish for more. Happy birthday, princess. Thank you for being you. Thank you for existing. Thank you for being in my life. I love you most. After all, you're a princess ❤️