I know you don't really want to make a big deal about your birthday and besides a new pair of tennis shoes you don't really want anything either. And although words cannot even begin to describe what you mean to me I want to you to know that even after 20 years together, I am still in awe how blessed I am that God gave me you! I sometimes watch you while you sleep (because you go to bed so much faster than me :) and think I could not have asked for anyone more perfect for me! People put you on a pedestal because of your job but a career doesn't make a man. Money doesn't make a man either. Love and character outlast those, of which you are filled with both.
I made a short list of some of the "ways" or memories that remind me how patient and loving you are. Always willing to serve our family and others. You are loyal and steadfast. You make me laugh and did I mention patient? Plus you keep getting hotter as the years go by, which is kind of unfair, but I'll take it :)
You make me feel beautiful when I can't see it myself.
Tell me I am not crazy even though we both know I tend to lean that way most of the time. (case in point the rest of this letter)
You don't make a big deal about me not being a good cook or that I get lost driving in a town I have lived in for over 25 years.
You show patience when I refuse to wait for you to hang up stuff and instead end up putting holes all over the walls.
Hide in clothes racks at the store to avoid someone from my past.
You don't make me feel dumb when I wear my pants backwards to work or my shirt inside out.
OR melt a red pen in the glue gun because I wasn't paying attention.
You don't get mad when I make you tear apart the bathroom to the studs even though I had no plan or money to put it back together again.
Wake you up in the middle of the night to talk because I am scared or I just remembered something "really important" that can't wait.
Keep the light on in our room until 2am so I can read "just 1 more chapter"
Get up out of our warm cozy bed because I "swear" I heard a noise.
Help me clean the house because I just watched a marathon of Hoarders.
Bring me breakfast or lunch because "I forgot" even though I work 20 minutes away.
You don't roll your eyes when I get stuck in a rut of buying the same thing at the store even though we have plenty of it. 6 jars of peanut butter and ketchup are needed right?
My irrational fears of driving off the side of a mountain so I want you to drive in the middle of the road, even though that is dangerous too.
Calm me down when I am convinced I have a brain tumor, the West Nile, leukemia, or any other deadly diseases I just read about.
Smile at me when I am trying to convince you to get a tattoo of my face on your stomach in case I die so your next wife will always remember I came first.
Or that I have actually talked to you numerous times about letting me go ahead and pick out your next wife for you because I think I have good taste. (It should be a team decision)
The countless hours that you have coached all three kids, in 5 different sports, standing out in the cold, rain, wind, heat, and putting up with tantrums (from me) from the sidelines, will make a difference in the life of our kids and the people who you have touched along the way.
The list can go on and on, but my bottom line is Happy Birthday to my best friend and LOVE OF MY LIFE! I want to spend the next 40 years with you serving Jesus even if it's from a cardboard box! I love you sideways 8.
Kimberley
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