happy birthday, love.....

my gorgeous hubby is 50 today. not only is he my hubby, he's the love of my life. my rock. my soft place to land, when life beats me up. he's the one that lets me dream. alone or with him. when i'm up, he's flying with me, hand in hand. when i'm down, he gently stands me back up. 

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we met in high school when i was a junior and he was a senior and we've been together ever since. if you do the math, i've been with him, thirty two of my forty eight years. together, we've had two amazing children, the best four legged baby ever and enough moves to last a lifetime. i think the last count was thirteen {moves get blurry after the count of ten} we've learned everything together and we've done everything together. personally, with him by my side, i feel like there's nothing we can't do. nothing we can't dream about. nothing we can't be.

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so to say i'm the luckiest girl in the world...well, i think i truly am. love doesn't find everyone and even when it does, it doesn't always grow like a wonderful weed that flowers unexpectedly, overtaking everything you're made of. we always say we're like two trees that were originally planted side by side, who now, after all these years have become one. our separate branches have wrapped themselves around each other so tightly and perfectly, that to the common passerby, they only see one tree.

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so today i celebrate YOU, sweet hubby of mine. fifty years looks so amazingly beautiful and sexy on you. being here today, in your arms, with the man i fell instantly in love with 34 years ago, wishing you the best birthday ever, is a blessing beyond blessings. 

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