When it’s been a really (really, really) long time since
writing a blog post, you want it to be about something special. Not just special, but down-right
amazing. So, today I’m writing about the
World Cup. Did we win? Or tie? Or not lose so badly? Come to think
of it…that’s not really up to the standard of “down-right amazing”.
What I will write about is The Wife. Today is her REDACTEDth birthday and she is
down-right amazing. I couldn’t imagine
that anyone could love me the way that she does. There’s no feeling quite like knowing…and not
just “knowing”, but “KNOWING-KNOWING”…that the person you love loves you, too,
and regardless of happenstance or chance or circumstance that love does not
waver. Plus…she laughs at my jokes.
As a mom, The Wife will stack up with the best of all
time. Cleaver, Huxtable, Brady, Bundy...none have anything on her. She has molded two outstanding
young men through her love, support and prayers. She’s willing to sacrifice everything for
them, but she’s also willing to hold them accountable (even as 20 and 15 year
olds). For boys that age to seek out her advice and her time and her hugs speaks to the strength of the relationships that she still has with them.
The Wife is talented and kind and generous and loyal and
considerate to all who know her. She is
a down-right amazing lady. So much so,
in fact, fireworks will be shot in her honor all weekend long.
Happy birthday, dear.
I love you.
