The Love of My Life

Well, it shouldn't come as too big of a surprize that I'm not winning any Wonder Wife awards as of late. But I did want to write a little note about David because it was his birthday on Sunday. I am really always amazed at how lucky I am to be married to someone who makes me so happy. Maybe luck isn't the right word, but then again, maybe it is. I was always worried about the comments that gloom and doomers made to us before we got married. You know the ones who only had something to say about how terribly hard it is to be married and snow, barefoot, up hill, eating saltine crackers for a treat etc. Of course marriage is not always a walk in the park, even with my perfect soulmate, but I do have a wonderful husband. I think it is worth mentioning that David is the same but better person he was when I dated him. He still tries for me, and he still finds sweet and unique ways to show me that he loves me. He is a fabulous Daddy. (albeit a usual pushover for his daughter.) So talented in so many ways. A perfectionist. And a hard worker. I'm so lucky to share my life with this person.

I Love you So much, Love. Happy Late Birthday!