To my darling husband ….
We were kids when we met, without a care in the world. We laughed till our jaws hurt, we played like kids, we never ever discussed what the future might have in store for us, simply because we didn’t care, because we lived our NOW like one should! Things were so simple, and all we would think about occasionally was where we were going to eat that day, and it was enough.
We got to experience life’s finest surprises, and we held hands and smiled.
Today we are no longer kids, we are grown ups, we have another human being to take care of, and life is no longer simple. Simple is a word that we now only use to describe our clothes maybe, but never us nor our life, because there is nothing simple about it now. We still hold hands, but now you hold my hand a little tighter. We still laugh but now we laugh harder, we still run around like kids, but this time we have a new little participant. We still make fun of each other, now we do it more often. We still send each other silly messages, they just got sillier, because with a kid onboard you sometimes need to use the weirdest words to describe your day.
No matter how hard my day is, in your arms I always feel like a little girl again, without a care in the world again. Only you can have the extraordinary power to make everything look and feel safer. Only you can make the biggest problems seem so small and almost insignificant. Only you make me laugh at myself till my stomach hurts. Only you can access my brain anytime you want and read all my thoughts. Only you make my heart skip a beat!
No one prepared us for what life had for us, but you my love were there to hold me, to heal me, to help me, to wipe my tears, to ground me, to take care of me. You are my personal travel agent, my tech-guy, my music downloader, my Netflix fixer, my graphic designer, and most importantly you make the best food in the world!
You are the only one who can read my horrible hand writing, you still laugh at my silly jokes, you cheer for me, you forget my clothes at the laundry –it’s ok I still love you-, you let me share your drinks – Ok maybe not, but I still do it- You listen to me when I ramble, you know it when I think out loud, and you get it when I randomly try to end an unfinished story-from the day or month before- without even an introduction.
You hate my ripped jeans, but you still say that I look nice in them. You don’t like me to take pictures of you, yet you still let me do, you even smile. You don’t like my gluten free, dairy free, vegan pancakes yet you still eat them. You think I don’t know, but I do…and it makes all those things way more special!
You support me and my choices, no matter how crazy they are. You give me the support I need to be the person I want to be. You encourage my sometimes irrational and unreasonable ideas, and you watch them with me as they become reality. You are everything, you are my tribe, my village, my rock and my safe haven.
I will keep on making fun of you even when we are old and crazy, I will still feed you healthy food even when your teeth are gone, I will keep on taking pictures of you even when your wrinkles are more than I can count, I will still let you handle my computer, phone, IPad, and whatever gadgets we will have then! I will always call you baby, even when we have grandkids to babysit, and I will always love you!