He knew he loved me within 24 hours of meeting me. Which is crazy for a thousand reasons, not the least of which is that I'm kind of a pain in the ass, too. See, aren't we perfect for each other? But love me, he did, and still does. Which is a good thing, since I'm pretty crazy about him, too.
Life is never perfect for any couple, and we're no exception. We've had a lot of rough times. Financially we're never fantastic. On top of that we've had loss, stress, babies, cross-country moves, and of course the difficulties that come with raising a bunch of kids. But through it all he's remained my partner, and my best friend.
I won't say how old he is today, but I hope he's not even halfway done. I sometimes can't remember my life before he was in it, and I can't imagine my life without him, either.
Happy Birthday, Baby. I love you.