Happy birthday to the man of my dreams! He’s the best father and husband I could ever ask for, and aging like fine wine. (We’re only in our thirties, but still. That’s old for wine, right?)
Thank you for all you’ve done for our daughter and me. Thank you for always loving me even when I have made it impossible to do. Every year together means another year in forever, and I couldn’t imagine spending it with anyone other than you. We love you!
Today is my husband’s thirtieth birthday! He and I met when he was 15 and I was 14. Now officially marks the year when I have known him just as long as I haven’t. He lived 15 years without me, and has now lived 15 years with me. Makes us sound old, but as high school sweethearts, our milestones will be plentiful.
It’s crazy to think of our teenage selves back in high school and all the years after that we went through together. The phrase “growing together” has never made more sense as we have accomplished so much by each others sides. We have worked so hard for everything we have that I know with this monumental birthday we are heading for even greater. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without him, and I thank my lucky stars everyday that I never have to wonder.
I’ve heard people call this the “dirty thirty” birthday, but I promise you, babe, this year will be the Triumphant Thirty. I love you!