Dearest Sivan,
May your intellect and humor propel the human race forward. May
your kindness inspire nations to beat swords into plowshares. May your beauty
dazzle brighter than all the stars in the sky.
But, most of all, may you be a colossal pain in the ass.
The women who came before you – who dug, pounded and paved
the path to your existence – these women were giants. They didn’t do what they
were told. They didn’t make the easy decisions. They didn’t shut up when shutting
up would probably been a pretty good idea. You wouldn’t be here if they had.