Itβs been a while. I took some time to focus on family. Which brings me to my topic:
Happy Birthday To my beautiful wife
October is my wife’s month. We celebrate our wedding anniversary and her birthday all in October. She and my son are teaching me that birthdays are not all that bad. Oh, sorry, I never told you. I learned to despise my birthday while growing up. I had so many sucky birthdays that I gave up by the time I was a teanager. Out of my 30+ years of life I have experienced over 7 ruined birthdays. That might not seem like a lot but I stopped celebrating them at 17 so now do the math.
I can thank friends, my wife, and family for trying to make it better over the years. BUT, the pain lingered. Coupled with my failures and lack of life progression I really, really came to hate the day of my birth. I would work, disappear, go shopping, anything to isolate myself on that day.
It must have been God because I made up in my mind that my wife, son, and family would not go through what I went through. I made sure, no, made it my duty to make sure my wife was truly honored on her birthday. I took my brothers out on the town or had a game night with them. My wife planned our sonβs, but I made sure I was there and in rare form.
I say all this to say Happy Anniversary and Birthday to a woman who may not agree with me but still believes in me. To a mother whoβs love borders The Star Sapphire Love entity (when you look it up you will be like, wow, ok π ). To a person who works past herself daily to be better. To a wife who deserves so much more.
Happy birthday and many, many, many, many, more.