Because we all have that one friend who makes us be, become more than we feel capable. The one who encourages, who pushes us forward in spite of our own reluctance. The one who is always and forever there.
This is for IJ, who forced me to learn to make layer cakes and ice cream cakes. And who has/had Texas on her list for many reasons. Gosh, IJ, I wish I could move mountains for you. This is remembering that birthday. And your cake filled with strawberry sauce and chocolate mousse.
For Texas, because you were the first state I visited in the US. And just because.