Yo, chica, I just joined a prayer group for you, on zoom. True. Freakin. Story. My first one ever since all of this covid business. Also joined it just because it's your birthday and LORD KNOWS you need all the prayer you can get for all of the shenanigans that you would have hands down shown no mercy to this year. 2022, the year you turn 35! Loriesmé is every bit a force to reckon with like the Tía she was named after. Her strength, her voice, and her opinions are ever the trademark of her Tía Lori-hand to God. She laughs like you when she is up to no good, and that's only 7 out 10 times. She legit has that short and fast smirky giggle of yours that makes me think "oh, no. Who's the victim?" It's not just her laugh, her killer smile and the love and adoration for videos and photos of herself that remind me of you. Lori steps up when she needs to. Even though she is only one and half, she puts her shoes on in the morning, she struts into her preschool classroom knowing she is hot shit, and blows kisses with her hands only to those deserving of her love. She snuggles and when she has to share her papi with Santiago at night, she waits until Santiago is snoring to slowly and carefully remove his arm from holding his papi and climbs on top of Papi's chest, as if to say "I'm the Queen of the world!" and then ever so sweetly falls asleep to the beat of his heart. I know you need to celebrate all month, so I'll make sure to connect again when pampering myself and getting 35 of your favorite tulips. Cheers to you chica, you are and always will by an 11!