30.

The big 30. Which I had planned to make so special for you. Until we hit the month of October that is. I promise I will make up the fact that the girls and I got you another superhero shirt for your birthday. Because you deserve so much more than we will ever be able to give you.

That man I married. Who wore a black shirt underneath of his tuxedo. I love you. More today, than I did that day. We fight like crazy, we annoy each other like crazy, we love. We are far from perfect, but I wouldn't want to be anything except what we are now. Happy. Blessed. Healthy. Crazy.

Happy Birthday, babe. To the only man in my life that's accepted me for me. I love you so much.