Monday, January 5, 2009

The Ancient of Days

Today is the day, 37 years ago, my best friend came into the world. The firstborn of his mother, just over four and a half years older than I. We've learned so much together, he and I. . . it's hard to imagine where in the world I would be now if I hadn't met him.

From then,

to now,

through eleven years and five children; houses and moves; jobs, mountains and molehills; you've grown more handsome and more dear. Thank you so much for choosing me.

I love you, Vern.

Happy Birthday.