No matter what happens, who leaves or how painful, you are still blessed. And your name is a reminder of that.
But the meaning of your name doesn’t only impose that you are blessed; for me, it says that you are a blessing.
You have been a blessing to me and you will always be.
To me, Benedict means more than just a blessing. You are a gift. From your sensible jokes to your crazy dance moves, you make us feel alive all the time.
Benedict. A brother, a friend. You’re always ready to lend a helping a hand and everyone around you loves that about you.
A lover, a fighter. You love so deeply and passionately which makes it impossible not to notice.
2013 is funnier because of you and your silly jokes. Thank you for the smiles and the laughs.
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