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My Hunny Bunches of Oats,
I love you. I love all parts of you. There’s not one thing about you I’d want different, because even in the moments when I dislike something you’ve done (or not done as the case may be), it’s what makes you you. You may not much like celebrating your birthday, yet you go along with me in wanting to commemorate it. See, part of the reason your birthday is important to me is because without it, I wouldn’t have you. Baby Boy wouldn’t be here. I may or may not have remained single and may or may not have had a different child, but I would never have had Baby Boy – our Baby Boy. I may or may not have pursued some of the things we pursue together or dream of pursuing together. My life wouldn’t be the same, by any stretch of the imagination.
See, I believe that we were designed for each other. Designed in the way that only life partners can be designed for one another. I believe that with all of my being, partly because of our story and partly because we fit and work together so well in life. We complement one another’s style of learning, of doing, of being, and of working. You dream, sometimes very big and lofty dreams, yet they’re there. If it weren’t for your dreaming, I don’t know that I could dream the same, being much more practical about things. Your ability to envision how something works offsets my inability to do the same and often both clarifies and eases a project. The things you know and the things you’ve taught me can’t be counted, because much of those things are the intangibles that actually make up life.
So, I just want you to know that, even though you may be aging in years, you’re not old. You’ll never really be old to me. Each year and each birthday I get to spend with you is a blessing to me, it’ll always be an accumulation of experiences together, of living and doing and being. For this birthday, one of our greatest accomplishments as a family is happening. I’m both proud and grateful for that, but I’m even more proud and grateful to be having this experience with you. I know this experience is like a birthday present to you, but it’s much more than a singular gift and though I can’t compete with it tangibly, I hope you’ll accept my intangible gifts to you in the every day normalcy of our lives together.
I love you and I always will. I honor, appreciate, respect, and cherish you – all the parts of you – this birthday and every day of your life.
Your Hunny Bunches of Oats