My dear friend, Iggy, was born on this day. Since he is a dear friend, I won't snitch on how old he is. Well, that reason, plus I'm not real sure how old he is.
You know how sometimes you meet someone and you immediately know this is a good person and someone you want to know better? Well that is Iggy. No, I've never met him in "real life" but I feel like I have and know I will one of the days.
If you aren't already following Iggy's blog, then consider checking him out. I never know what will greet me when I visit him. Sometimes he reduces me to tears with touching posts of thankfulness and appreciation. He often takes me on walks with him. And quite often there is a history lesson on things I not only knew nothing about, but didn't even know I knew nothing about!
One other thing about Iggy. He is kind to a fault. When a person is troubled and down, or just having a bad day and needs a pick me up, he does what he can to help. That help might come in the form of an email, a card, flowers, or just an encouraging comment on a post. I've been on the receiving end of his kindness a number of times.
So please do me a favor and pop over to Intenseguy's place and wish him a Happy Birthday. You will notice that he is on a bit of a break, having let the weight of the troubles of his friends; the loss of a treasured part of his life, the family dog, Molly; and life in general get the better of him. He could use a little bloggy love.Happy Birthday Iggy. You are loved.