More Than Half My Life!

It is my hubby’s birthday tomorrow.  I have known him more than half my life.  Wow!  That half has been the better half.  I have so many memories of him.  Many are when we were just friends.  Many are of me crushing on him and him pretending not to notice.  Many of the memories are of him driving me nuts.  Most of my memories are of him making my world better.
He was in this world 3.5 years before me.  I love to think that God made him just for me.  He gave Sanj experiences that would make him perfect for me.  God allowed him to experience things that would make Sanj wise, gentle, thoughtful, full of patience and love.  He made him smart and driven knowing that I would be relaxed and lackadaisical.   He made Sanj solid and no nonsense knowing that I would be full of random and ill-logical feelings and ideas.
We are each others opposite.  Yet we are like pieces of puzzles… opposites that match up nicely to make a great picture.
I love this man.  I love that he gets me.  He gets my randomness. He knows that tomorrow I will be full of totally different ideas and dreams and yet feel as passionate about each idea as the next.  He just acts totally interested and supportive day after day.
It’s his birthday tomorrow.  He has the day off.  Years ago, when I first wanted to give him the day off, he wouldn’t take it.  Too many patients to see, too many bills to pay, etc.  So I had his secretary fill his appointment book with fake patients.  He woke up on the morning of his birthday and I told him he had the day off.  ðŸ™‚  That was fun.  This continued a few years, then one year he said, don’t give me the day off.  I really can’t take it off.  Stupid me, listened to him.  The morning of his birthday, he wasn’t really getting ready.  I  told him I didn’t mark it off.  He was so disappointed.  I felt so bad.  I learned to hear him but not  listen to him.
So now, his birthday is a given.  We’ll see how he spends it.  The evening is full of hockey.  I tried to cancel it but got no no.  We’ll see.
I am so glad that God gave us a birthday.  We each need one day (or more) to feel special and all about you!  Enjoy your day, my dear sweet Hubby.  I love you.
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