Happy birthday Buck!
You're 33 and that seems like a
nice number to be, doesn't it? It's wild to think I met you when you
were just about 23. Almost as wild as these past ten years have been.
I've been able to watch you age a little bit. I've seen your weight go
up and down and all around. I've seen you clean shaven and baby faced to
scruffy, goateed and Zorro mustached. I've watched your black hair get
salted with silver and your skin starting to hold onto some smiling
lines.
Together we've made a life and tacked
on three more for the ride! Yet I can only count on one hand (okay maybe
two) how many times I've ever really been upset at you. And still, I
can't count on ANY hands how many times I've tired of your company. I
will never stop asking you if you want to play hooky from work everyday.
And speaking of aging- I can't wait for you to retire! ;) Am I still
obsessed with you? Oh yes!
It's no secret that
I find you amazing. You are hard working and smart. You're wise and
sensitive. You listen to me and others. You are the rock for those
around you. Your faith in God is strong. When I am with you I feel
something indescribable. It's the kind of feeling I only get when I'm in
the stillness of the mountains or alone on a calming shore. With you I
feel so peaceful, so whole.
You are a wonderful father and I feel that some of these photos from the past year say it better than I can:
So don't worry about growing older, we grow old together. You and that dark charisma of yours has me hopelessly devoted to you for all of your birthdays and forever more. I love you and so does your whole posse of daughters! We hope you feel special today!
Happy 33rd, liver!
2 comments:
Those are some great photos!!
That last word made me laugh, though. Did you mean "lover"?
So many great pictures. He is a great father and husband. But did you mean 'liver' and if so what goes that mean if you care to share.
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