Yesterday was Jake’s 42nd birthday. It’s amazing how we’re getting older and yet we still feel like kids inside, both of us. This is the 22nd birthday Jake and I get to spend together. That’s more than he and I spent apart. I look at him and all I can feel is pouring of love. I love everything about this man. This person who’s become an inseparable part of my life.
I don’t always like everything he wants to do. I don’t always agree with all of his decisions. I am not crazy about some of the things he is, does, or says. Sometimes he drives me mad. Sometimes he makes me sad. Sometimes he makes me frustrated. But no matter what else is going on, I look at him and what I feel most of all is love.
Deep. Strong. Love.
Jake and I have spent so much of our lives together. We’ve been through so many tough moments. So many celebrations. So many amazing memories. I am so grateful for every single moment we’ve had together.
He’s always the one who knows exactly what to do or what to say to make me feel deeply loved, to make me laugh, to make me feel better in just the right way. He’s always there and always trying his very best. He makes me feel smart, beautiful, successful, loved. I am not sure how I got lucky enough to find him but I am so grateful I get to keep him.
Happy birthday my love, I can’t imagine sharing my life with anyone else. I love you with all of my heart.
Stories from 2016 is a year-long project for 2016. You can read more about my projects for 2016 here.
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