🎉 Happy Birthday, Izzy 🎉

Today is all about Izzy my cousin, my partner in crime, and the only person who can make me laugh even when I’m convinced the world is falling apart.

If you know us, you know we don’t need a plan to have fun. We just show up, exist in the same space, and suddenly we’re laughing so hard we can’t breathe. Half the time we’re doing something ridiculous like making slime, flying kites, or accidentally creating a confetti‑storm in her room. The other half of the time we’re sitting in the car talking about absolutely nothing like it’s the most important conversation of our lives.

And honestly? Those nothing-conversations are my favorite. Even when we’re not together, we’re still texting, sending voice notes, or roasting our friends for being dramatic. Or, you know… making fun of my choice in men. and how I cant say shit about liking toxic men.
(Stop laughing, Izzy. I can still hear you.)

There’s something magical about having someone who just gets you. Someone who can switch from deep emotional support to unhinged humor in two seconds. Someone who will hype you up, call you out, and love you through every version of yourself.

That’s Izzy.

She’s strong, caring, chaotic in the best way, and has a heart big enough to hold everyone she loves. She’s the person I can always count on for a late-night adventure, a long talk, or a laugh that fixes my whole mood.

⏳ A Little Throwback Moment

It’s actually crazy to think about this, but we used to count down to my 21st birthday like it was the social event of the century. We were so dramatic about it texting every day like, “Only 47 more days until I becomes legal and unhinged.” yet i didn’t drink till years after And now… it’s your turn.

Somehow we blinked and went from cousins who hung out sometimes to basically being glued together. We’re closer now than we’ve ever been, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade that for anything.

So today, on her birthday, I just want to say:

Thank you for being my person.
Thank you for every laugh, every memory, every “what are we even talking about” moment.
Thank you for choosing me as your family, too.

Happy Birthday, Izzy.
I love you but don’t let this go to your head. Your ego is big enough already.