Obviously today is a sad anniversary, being the anniversary of Jim Henson’s death.  But it’s also the birthday of someone very dear to me, so I don’t quite know how to mark the occasion.  I suspect that, given a choice between sorrow and joy, Jim would recommend that I default to joy.

But I think I’ve found a fitting tribute to commemorate both:

So happy birthday to the smartest, sweetest, sassiest little girl in the whole world!  You probably won’t understand this now, but on that dark day 28 years ago, I wish we’d known that you’d eventually be coming to brighten our lives like a walkin’, talkin’, breathin’ ball of fire.