Friday, July 16, 2010

The Finest Man I Know

Today is my 16th wedding anniversary, which means that Fry Guy and I have been together for 21 years.  I thank him for his steadfastness, his caring, his sensitivity.  I thank him for puppet shows at bedtime, glow sticks at Girl Guide sleepovers, and for burning letters to Santa and making smores on November 30th..  I thank him for always telling me the truth, for picking me up off off the floor, metaphorically speaking, too many times to count, and for sticking with me despite the fact that he must feel a little bit like John Corbett's character in the United States of Tara.  He is the type of man who calls all women "ladies,"  who puts his family first, above all else, and who, just the other day, told me that the thing that makes him most happy is seeing me happy.  And I know that he means it.

Happy Anniversary, hon.  I love you with all of my heart.

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