I know that, things have not always been well between us. There are a lot of things that I wish I could take back and a lot of things that I wish to have already said. Today marks your 235th birthday, and 235 years since the day you seceded from me. You've grown into a very strong nation, albeit not always the smartest or most cooperative, but you have made a name for yourself, and saved my arse more than once. My actions have not always reflected upon my feelings towards you. Every year I refuse to come to your birthday parties and every year I sit at home and draft a letter just like this one in hopes that one day I will have the courage to give one to you. I am proud of you and the nation of you have become. You are a hero. My hero.
Happy birthday Alfred.
Alfred smiled and closed the letter, safely tucking it back with the other 234 he had read countless time. Arthur tho