My sweet hubby had a birthday yesterday. I love birthdays. REALLY love them. I love any excuse to celebrate, really. Let's just call it like it is. Today, I want to celebrate HIM. Here's to you, my love . . .
You're always a year younger than me (and a year and a couple months for a little while each year), but in many ways, you are so much older and wiser than me, and I look up to you in so many ways. You love like someone well beyond your years. You love with your entire heart, completely selfless, completely giving. I know where our daughter got her sweet spirit from, and am so glad she takes after her Daddy. On this one.
You think logically. With your head. I think with my heart, and you're always there to rationally straighten me out. We balance each other so well that way. You don't read into things, you don't assume, you don't analyze. You take things at face value, and you do not lose sleep over things you cannot change. Of course, you don't lose sleep over much of anything, but in this particular way, I admire you.
I have had the privilege and the true joy of watching you transform from a young guy into an incredible man. From the guy who just wanted to have a good time when we met, to the man who takes pride in providing for his family and works so hard for us every day. From the guy who loved to fish and was glad he could make a living at it, to the guy that all the other fishermen call to find out where the fish are, and who is so incredibly gifted at the job he loves.
You make me laugh, every single day. From your accents and voice impressions, to your wit and sarcasm, to your crazy habits. You leave everything open, from your sock drawer to the towel cabinet to the pantry, but I am learning to laugh at it. I still giggle when I think of the police coming to the house after our alarm went off and meeting me outside to tell me they thought our house had been ransacked. When I went in with them to check it out, I said, "Nope, nobody was in here, just my husband. See, he got his clothes out of these drawers, had cereal for breakfast with a bowl from this cabinet and a spoon from this drawer, then went to the garage and got these tools to take with him . . . ." It makes you you, and I love it!
You light up when you see your girls (all of us) at the end of the day. Regardless of the day you've had, you have a huge smile and hug for each of us. You always have time to listen to us - and three girls can talk A LOT, so you do an awful lot of listening. None of us ever question our importance to you, though, because you have time for us. Every time.
You always know just what to say, and just what I need to hear. Such as the text you sent me today, that had me instantly in appreciative tears. That one will stay on my phone for all time. You love me so well.
You are my other half. We have been through so much in the time since we first met. Although a lot of it I know we would both wish away if we could, we are forever forged together by the bond of our history.
On your birthday, I wish you many more decades of birthdays, celebrations, and candles to blow out. I celebrate you every day, my sweet hubby. I love you with everything in me, and am beyond grateful for the day you were born.
tears... and more tears. this is beautiful, janet. daniel is blessed, and so are you!
(totally cracking up about the police story though. lol!)
Posted by: stacey woods | December 07, 2010 at 01:36 PM