Last Year of Being Young

I remember as a kid thinking 40 sounded so old.  Now, well 40 is nothing.  Today my husband starts his last year of his thirty's and he doesn't seem old to me, because if he was old than I would have to be old too.

Time is such a funny thing.

But on today's my husband's birthday, 39 almost 40 doesn't seem old at all.

I truly am blessed in that my husband really is my best friend.  I love that we just enjoy hanging out together, I love that it doesn't have to be anything crazy or complex but we just love being together.

I love the father that he is.  He truly is such an incredible Dad.  He is there for the kids, he loves them unconditionally, but he is also a parent and teaches them and helps mold them to be good people.  Yes, Alex has him wrapped around her finger, but even holds her accountable.

I love how hard he works to provide for our family.  He has had many long hours, dealt with jobs and things that were just incredibly hard, but he never quit- never gave up.  Just continued to work had and take care our family.

I love his big laugh, even if it has embarrassed me a time or two, but that it comes so frequently and that he brings so much joy and happiness to our family and those around him.

I love how big and tall he is and how safe I feel in his arms.

I love that I will be able to spend eternity with him and the efforts, battles and sacrifices that he makes daily to lead us to that goal.

To my husband on your special day-- Happy Birthday! I love you!