Feeling Lucky :: Birthday Wishes
AN OPEN LETTER TO MY HUSBAND ON HIS BIRTHDAY...
Once again it's five days after our anniversary and your birthday has come around. And although you're one year closer to that dreaded age that means we're not in our 20's anymore, there is one word I could use to describe how I feel today on your day of birth.
Lucky. Fortuitous. Serendipitous. Whatever word you use, that is how I feel knowing I have had one more year to spend with you.
The 28th year of your life was many things. For one, it was a pretty wild ride: buying a house, having a baby, changing around job locations, etc.
It wasn't always perfect; like the night I screamed at you because I was tired, cranky, and pregnant while trying to pack our things in the final days before our move.
It wasn't always full of laughter; like when you sat next to me as I cried when I found out I was going to have to have a caesarian section in order to finally meet our sweet boy.
It wasn't always relaxing; like all of the weddings you photographed with me after Beckett was born so I wouldn't have to be alone. Many times on the only days you had off from your other job.
And it wasn't always wild good times; like the many times we decided to stay in because I was too pregnant and too swollen to do anything else. And you had to drive an unreasonably long drive to get to work the next morning.
Through all of the crazy moments we had together and all of the ups and downs it was nice to know I always had you by my side to enjoy or fight through those moments. You're the person that has made this life of mine so enjoyable. I am lucky to have spent this last year with you and I can't wait to spend many more. I look forward to all of the birthdays we get to celebrate together. And maybe, someday I will finally be able to take you to that concert for your birthday I've been dying to take you to since we first started dating.
If I could have one wish for you on your birthday, it would be to enjoy life as it is handed to you. You have a tendency to get caught up in all of the little things. Sometimes, in the moment, those little things seem insurmountable. But they're not. They're just little things. Little bumps and hiccups in life that keep things interesting. I hope for you to enjoy 29 and all that it has to offer. I hope you can learn to love the little crazy things that happen and remember that things could always be worse. And remember, that we are indeed lucky.
Thank you for being alive. And thank you for being you. And thank you for making me feel like the luckiest girl on the planet.
Happy Birthday, my amazing husband.
I love you more than cheese and show tunes.