Today's post is dedicated to my amazing husband on his birthday. It's our first birthday we get to celebrate together since we've been married and I'm excited to get to spend even a little time together this evening. Although our schedules don't allow for a big celebration today, I plan to work it out that I can be awake when he comes home from work this evening, eat tacos (per his request) and chocolate pudding pie, open presents (I got him something he's really going to love this year!) and watch old episodes of 24! I dont' know about you, but I can't think of a much better evening.
Jarrod is one of the most incredible people I've ever met. He's kind and funny and adorable and sexy and manly and the best friend I could ever ask for. I feel that very few people in this world really "get" me, but Jarrod always does and I know how blessed I am to have him as a part of my life. Whenever anybody asks what I love most about him, I tell them that he balances me out well. I can easily stress and freak out about things and he always knows the perfect thing to say to make me feel better and put things into perspective. We complement each other well. I also just feel better when he's around. And I mean literally feel healthier just having him there.
Now of course we have our moments, just like any other couple, but at the end of the day there's no one I'd rather spend the rest of my life with, and I'm so excited that I have that chance.
So baby, thank you for being you. I love you and Happy Birthday!
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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