From Emily to Daniel—Christmas Card

Superlatives. “The best.” “The most handsome.” “The funniest.” “The smartest.”

You are my superlative, Lion. My precious, pain in the ass, difficult, challenging, beloved Lion.

The world may see you as average. I see you as extraordinary.

The world may see you as funny. I see you as absolutely hysterical.

The world may see you as smart. I see you as brilliant.

The world may see you as unfocused. I see you as making your own path on the highest level.

The world may see you as unambitious. I see you as achieving greatness that is unattached to fiduciary gain.

The world may see you as commitment-phobic. I see you as a pure-hearted pilgrim.

The world may see you as merely attractive. I see you as the most handsome.

The world may see you as somewhat something. I see you as the most everything.

Why? Because.

You are my superlative.

At Christmas, why not say it? Even if you will not see it or understand it.

You are my superlative. My Lion. The most of everything.