Today is my husband’s birthday.
My wonderful soul mate.
What can I really say to express how much I feel for this man, how much joy I wish for him in the coming year? I can’t be with him on his birthday this year, but I will be for every one of our birthdays for the rest of our lives.
Dear bearded one,
What can I say? You’re pretty cool. You’re skilled and you’re wise. You’re smart as hell, and one hell of a smartass. You’re hilarious and your wit is as sharp as a razor. You are wonderfully complex and are one damn fine specimen of a man! 😉
You taught me to love myself. You showed me what it was to love wholly, succulently, vibrantly. You showed me what it was like to be thoroughly respected as a human being, as an equal, as a friend. Understood, honoured, and every facet of my being thoroughly cherished.
I wanted to make those facets shine until I was completely full of light and radiating. You never once asked me to be a better person, but because of you, I was able to see and become the best version of myself.
You have been my best friend for over a decade. My mentor, my inspiration, my confidant, my voice of reason, my calm in stormy seas. You can always make me laugh even when I’m crying. You make me feel safe when I’m having panic attacks. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You’re one hell of a husband.
You, sir, are freaking awesome.
And I am damned proud to be your wife.
Happy birthday, love of my life. I love you with my entire being.