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.
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.
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.
