it was this mans birthday yesterday.
he is my rock.
he is my wisdom and the common sense i lack.
he sticks up for me, supports me and tells me things i need to hear.
and sometimes the things i need to hear are not pleasant.
he is a realist, and isnt afraid to say what he feels.
i like his texas drawl, his size 13 feet, and his toes which are as long as my fingers.
i like his bear hugs, where i dont even come up to his chin
and the way he walks in front of me and holds his hand out for me to grab.
i like it when he tells me i am gorgeous, and that my cookies are "the best he's ever had".
i like his gregarious personality and how he drives with two feet.
i like it when i cant finish my dinner, and he eagerly cleans my plate too.
i like how we can waste a whole day at the beach together and not think twice.
i like to watch him interact with strangers and make people laugh.
but i think what i like the best is this saying which he recites to me continuously...
"you are in charge of your own destiny."
and a big happy birthday to you, big boy.
thank you, from the bottom of my heart for all you do for me.