happy birthday.

before my creation had been a mere thought, there was a boy God created who would one day become my better half.  we were kept apart for what felt like an eternity, searching every face for a feeling.  from time to time another pair of eyes would keep us occupied, teach us lessons, and prepare us for the wonderment we had floating just around the corner.  God finally saw we had learned all that we could, and endured what we were capable of without each other.  this boy and i danced elegantly past one another, but failed to complete our connection.  when our eyes met a fire was ignited that would never be put out.  this flame started in my eyes, and its heat burned my spirit alive.  my heart pumped this flame, repeatedly coursing the intoxicating warmth through my deprived veins.  i felt alive.  there was a hope that had been born in that instant that would take my life’s journey one step closer to heaven on earth.  we took our time, and played a strategic match, careful not to put our hearts on the line.  fate stepped in, and broke through the walls we had carefully spent a lifetime building to protect ourselves.  it was a hole in the armor just small enough to let in a single ray of light, but it was enough for our naked souls to crave more.  like a drug we couldn’t get enough, yet it was healthy and beautiful.  it was an addiction of the wildest imagination.  the fear of falling paralyzed me, and stole my voice.  for the first time i found myself fighting to get it back.  i wanted this boy to know how much i cared for him, and loved him in his entirety.  i wanted a voice so loud that i could sing from the highest mountaintop for all the world to hear.  this boy’s blue eyes, perfect teeth, and loving nature had devoured me whole, and i wasn’t going to go back to a life without him in it.  i didn’t know how to love him at first, and he didn’t know how to love me either.  we struggled through the ups and the downs, but at the core of us was an unconditional love.  a love that was worth dying for.  the short time we had shared together had been the most living i had done in my life combined.  love takes time.  our love needed to be nurtured, learned, appreciated.  i made a vow on this special day to be committed to the perfect love.  on the day of his birth i want him to know that this love we share, this special gift God has given us to experience together is ours forever.  the lowest lows will never outweigh the highest of highs.  we don’t have to suffer.  together we can take on the world with ease.  we must be patient, and always keep close to our hearts our special love.  if we can do that there is nothing that can phase us in a way we can’t recover from, and make us stronger.  life is short, the days begin to disappear at an alarmingly fast rate.  as the world buzzes and blurs around me i find peace in his eyes.  his smile is worth living for.  i crave his touch.  his laughter lights up my world.  the perfect love is not in creating something perfect but realizing that it already is perfect.  i love him with every ounce of my being.  today we celebrate another year of his beauty on earth.  his passion and his vigor for life.  today thirty-one years ago is the day God gave us this wonderful man who has made such a difference in the world already and will continue to do so until he draws his last breath.  i’m not sure he will ever know the impact he has made on the world, but the world knows how grateful we are to have such an amazing, passionate man blazing his light through his heart for everyone to see.  i share a life with this man, and am honored to call him mine.  Happy Birthday Baby.  i love you.