144/365 - Twenty seven years ago......
...the man that would hold my hand through more of my life than not, was born.
He has a way of reading me without words. He has never missed a birthday, anniversary, or memory. He loves me despite the fact, more often than not, I'd rather kick back with a beer and watch TV or play X-box than go out or see other people. Every day is another day that I'm still glad that he is there for me, behind me, and holding my hand.
Happy Birthday Baby.
I love you truly. I love you always.
and of course....gotta play the wedding song card.
(well of course)