I Think We’re Doing This Right.

Internets, today is a very special day.

Today, my husband turns 33 years old.

I’ve said this before, but I have to say it again:  We just CAN’T be that old!  I don’t feel that old.  I don’t think we act that old.  And I am ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN THAT WE DON’T LOOK THAT OLD.  I have several receipts from Sephora that will suggest I’ve spent enough money on facial creams to NOT LOOK OLD.

But, baby, here we are, all grown up.  We’ve (almost) made it past the minimum wage jobs, we’ve moved out of that small apartment and we’re even driving a respectable car (that is, the one of us that gets to drive the BMW over the trustworthy 2004 Honda Civic).  And aside from the material aspects, we get to give away some of our possessions to those who need it, we get to give to charity, and we’re kind to others in a way that only comes with time spent on this earth. In all respects, it seems we’ve grown up.

And I’m happy.  You’ve made me so happy.  You’ve taken care of me, especially this year.  I will always love you for that.  There’s a John Mayer song where he says:

I’m so scared of getting older; I’m only good at being young.  So I play the numbers game to find away to say that life has just begun…

Being young was fun, but I’m enjoying this part of our lives so much.  We’re reaping the benefits of some hard word.  And I think that means, in a way, that our lives have just begun.  At least this part of our lives.  And I think we’re doing it right – because regardless of what fills our day, we are doing what we promised we would do with each other — we are growing old together.  On days like this, like you’re birthday, I’m reminded that, though are days are filled with work and responsibilities, at the end of the day, we have each other.  And when we celebrate our birthdays I know that we’re doing something right -we’re growing older with each other.

So, baby, happy birthday.  Can’t wait to spend every one of your birthdays with you!  And thank you for spending the rest of mine with me.