Today is Harper's birthday. Harper is, bar none, the coolest person I've ever known in my life. This was how I found her yesterday, when I came home from work: Tan, grinning and bleeding. She'd just gotten home from a 40 mile mountain bike ride in the Marin headlands, leg all scraped up from a wreck.
Harper is always smiling. Always up for an adventure. Always making the most of a good situation, and the best of a bad one. Always fearless and fabulous. I love her impossibly much. She's 32 today.
Happy Birthday, Harper. You've made it an incredible life.
