Today is your birthday.

You were born on this day, years ago.

You had to, before we could meet.

For this to happen, your parents had to fall in love.

They had to meet first.

They could have never met.

And you would not exist.

Do you now begin to realize your luck?

For this to happen, you grandparents were born.

And they had to survive all hardship life had in store for them.

And then meet of course.

As you may have noticed, this goes further back.

If you had the chance to watch it all from the beginning,

when the big bang took place

and then appeared the first traces of life,

which eventually evolved to the point we now know,

what would you think your odds would be?

Would you dare think that you would have a chance to spend some days on this planet?

Would I dare imagine that I would meet you?

Would you ever imagine that the distant utopia would one day become real?

We two, and all those who are, or have been, or will be in love,

we are proof that unbridled realism can be defeated in the end,

that faith in life can beat the odds, when all odds are against us.

So, don't you think we should celebrate tonight?