Maybe. Nobody wants to have a stomach virus and spend their entire 18th birthday in the bathroom... Even chicken spaghetti and a new TV couldn't improve it very much. But in the years to come, as you look back on this birthday, I hope you don't remember all the misery. Instead, I hope you remember all the 18 years leading up to this day. 18 years of learning, and laughing, and living.... 18 years which have taught you to be your own person.... 18 years worth of friends, and experiences, and life lessons.... We're so proud of the man that you've become, and the person that you continue to grow into.... Love you Ryan....
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