It's a once in a lifetime kind of thing when you are privileged enough to share your life with the man of your dreams. There aren't chimes ringing from heaven or sun beams bursting out of the sky surrounding every moment. There's something better.
The smiles. The smooches. The mundane.
The little things.
And, I'm count myself far more than lucky that I get to share those things with you every single day.
You are my best friend...my family. You are home sweet home.
You are my favorite dance partner...my favorite singer...just my favorite.
You are a joy to sit across the table from and my favorite cooking companion.
You are incredibly creative and gifted.
You are a good and gracious man of God.
You are my husband.
And, I don't deserve one bit of it.
I hope we have years and years and years of birthdays together.
But more importantly, I hope we have years and years and years of just the everyday. The mundane. The little things.