This

is one of the most beautiful women I know:

She is smart and strong and amazing. When my faith is weak, she has strength for me. When I'm working on something, she helps clarify and hone the ideas that've been knocking around in my head.

And when I unload, she says "I'm sorry" and "Thank you for telling me". And when I have really hard times, she sends me pineapple lumps.

I've never been to New Zealand, but she's my bestest Kiwi friend. Better than the Conchords.

Dear Julia, I don't know if you're reading this or not, but I'm eating my *last* beloved pineapple lump tonight in your honor.