My wife's birthday reminds me that I just spent another year with the most wonderful woman I could ever find. Many people in life don't have that kind of blessing. So I don't take that gift for granted. And no matter what happens now, I have all of the great memories of the previous year that will last a lifetime.
My wife's birthday reminds me that each year we celebrate it, it becomes more special than the last. I was talking to her the other night about how certain things in life lose their value the more you have. No matter how much you love banana pudding (and I love banana pudding), you can only eat so much of it before it starts to lose it's magic. Well... each year with my wife brings upon itself a new magic that doesn't diminish with age.
My wife's birthday also reminds me that love truly can grow with the passing of time. The longer we are together, I have a better understand of who she is and what she stands for. And knowing all of that make me love her even more. I love her more now than I did a year ago because I know her better.
My wife's birthday reminds me that I'm getting a life-long lesson of what love really means. Before her, I had a different definition of love and how it applies to me. And each year I find that my definition changes. It changes in my heart and in my mind. And it's this constant changing that makes everything fresh and new but with better understanding and clarity.
So my wife's birthday means much more than her age. And if I could, I would give her the world and everything in it on this special day. As broke as we are, I couldn't even give her a globe or even a map of Wyoming for that matter. But also knowing her like I do, I know she wouldn't want the world. So I will give her something of more value.
Sweetie... For your birthday this year, I will give you a few promises that I will defend in the face of any and all opposition. I promise that I will always be there for you. That holds true even when I know I'm going to have to stand between you and our 4-year old little girl having a fit. I promise that I will always give you everything I can even down to my last breath. That is including but not limited to colds and flus. (Some things can't be helped.) And above all, I promise to love you so much more than banana pudding (and my mother's Spaghetti) until my dying day. And if those don't make the short list of the best birthday presents ever than I guess I just don't know what a birthday means.
Happy Birthday, Mrs. Que! I love you!
Beautifully written. :)
ReplyDeleteI hope she has a wonderful day!
That's so sweet! My husband proposed to me on my birthday (he claims so that he wouldn't have to remember another "special" day). Just the promise to defend her against a 4-year-old's temper makes me jealous...
ReplyDeleteI can't help feeling she would prefer some chocolate or cake at least!
ReplyDeletenice try though :-)
Well aren't you just the biggest sweetheart!
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet! What a lovely gift. Except for those germs, I mean.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to Mrs. Que!
WHY arn't there more men like you out there...This lady is very lucky...
ReplyDeleteI can feel the love in the words. :) It's so wonderful when a man writes like that about his wife.
ReplyDeleteWell, congratulations to your wife for the Birthday! And, to you for scoring major points with such a nice statement.
ReplyDeleteWhat you wrote about your wife, is more precious than any material gift you wish that you could buy.
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet - I hope she had a wonderful day (although, reading this, how could she not). Happy belated birthday Mrs. Que!
ReplyDeleteAwww! That is SO nice! You will still get her a REAL present, right?! LOL... No, I'm sure she'll love this present the most. (As long as she gets some cake!) :D
ReplyDeleteI hope that Mrs Que had a lovely birthday. You are lucky to know that you are a lucky man Mr Que.
ReplyDeleteAwww, that's so sweet! Happy birthday, Mrs. Que. And I hope you're feeling better from your cyberflu.
ReplyDeleteOh My, as a first time reader, I hit the jackpot on this one...or the wife did for sure. I keep being told that men like you exist. I Would love to see a "how to" post from Mrs. Que on finding the perfect man and keeping him! She obviously has done something right and not to mention what you must do. Thanks for sharing that love does exist! :)
ReplyDeleteI don't know. Banana pudding may not be able to lose it's magic.
ReplyDeleteHEY! THAT'S what you could give her!
Happy Birthday, Que's Wife! I hope it was wonderful...and I hope the four year old threw a MAJOR tantrum today. *grin* (Sorry, Que, I just couldn't resist; would it help if you thought of it as a way to prove the strength of your love? I mean words on a blog post are nice, but they should be tested, don't you think? And what a test a four year old can give you! I know. Liberty won't be four until next month, but she's been practicing. Oy vey!)