Happy Birthday Husband!

Today is my husband’s birthday. I LOVE my husband’s birthday, maybe almost as much as I love my own birthday. J On November 7^th every year I get to celebrate the man I love the most. I get to make his favorite breakfast (waffles.. he’s easy to please) and dote on him all day. He has a hard time with this, accepting all the extra special attention from others on his birthday. And my favorite part of the day is when I get to give him his present. He’s not a spender and will always say he wants nothing, but I know he’s weak in the knees for anything Patagonia or BMW related and can always convince him to keep his gift rather than return it and save the money! At some point in the day we usually make our way to Starbucks for his grande vanilla late, extra hott; the choice of beverage he always use to get with his dad and brother.

Mike's Birthday 2009, we were engaged at the time

 His dad passed away in the middle of the night of his birthday 5 years ago. What used to be a celebration of pure joy is now one that also includes sadness. I am always amazed by my husband’s perspective on this, his firm and un-moving belief that his dad is in glory with Jesus. Because of his assurance of this truth, his sadness is somewhat relieved by the joy of knowing where his dad is, and that he too will join him in Heaven when the Lord calls him home. What an amazing example my husband is for me, to remind me that this life is not all there is. Greater and more fuller is the promise of our eternal life with Christ. So though our hearts still ache from the very real pain that is losing our dearest ones, we still find great joy and celebration on Mike’s birthday.

Chris, Mike and Ed

As part of his gift this year, I wanted to write about the gift he is to me everyday of our lives. Mike and I love spending time with couples older than ourselves. It is so rich and encouraging to see what marriage looks like 10, 15, 30 years down the road. We always find the same response from these couples, that marriage is hard, marvelous, it ebbs and flows, but above all, marriage is good. In the little more than three years that we’ve been married I have experienced what it means for love to grow. The day we married I thought my heart was going to explode with this burning love for my husband. The passion and intensity that is falling is love is so wonderful… but I’ve found that over time love morphs into something else. Today I would describe it differently. Today, I would say that our love is like stew. The flavors have simmered all day and the ingredients have tenderized from the process of cooking. Mike and I have weathered life a bit, we’ve turned the page from intensity to steadfastness. The man who used to appear before me absolutely flawless, without blemish and basically perfect is no more. Just as I am none of those things to him. (though we do feel we are perfect for one another!) We have discovered that his constant tapping drives me crazy, and the duration of time at which I leave the fridge door open gets under his skin. In our first year of marriage we used to avoid the idea that we “fought”. We simply had to “talk” about something a little longer and then all was well. Let’s just say things have changed since the first year. But in all the messiness that is living two lives together (because let’s face it, even “clean” people are messy), it has only gotten better. He has proved to give me extra grace in my stubbornness. In all my insecurities and flaws he has proved to love me harder. As our marriage stew tenderizes on the stove-top, I can see and know and feel that his love for me grows everyday. He is a gift to me everyday. Mike is the person who makes me laugh the hardest, so hard it sometimes hurts. He is the person I never want to be without. Even when he leaves for a day I miss him. Happy Birthday to my loving husband, expectant father, and Godly man. With all of my heart I love you, more than words could ever describe! May your birthday be great, may you see and know and feel that my love grows for you each and every day, and may God truly bless you not just on your birthday but on every day. 

"I found him whom my soul loves" Song of Solomon 3:4

With Love,

L