It's a privilege to be loved and cared for by you...in the past year you've grown up so much and taken on the weight of being head of our household. And I respect you so much for that. You bear a lot of responsibility and you took it on at a young age, I know. Yet I never hear you complain. You serve me cheerfully, provide for me gladly, and you point me to God's faithfulness when my trust wavers.
I love the way you make me smile...I get too serious most of the time and you try to lighten the mood with your fun loving ways. Even if I shake my head when you act like a goofball, I really do love the laughter you bring to life!
Most of all, thanks for loving me in the good times and the bad, especially when I'm at my worst. You have forgiven me over and over and bore with me through my grouchiness, my stubbornness, my laziness, my stress, my disrespect, my ungratefulness. You love me despite all that which I know isn't easy!
So happy birthday! I met you when you were mostly a boy...15...and although it's not been a great many years, I've been blessed to see you grow up and follow God wholeheartedly, mature spiritually, take on the responsibility of being a husband, caring and providing for me, living and laughing and loving with me. You've gradually grown up and are definitely a man now! My man...and I'm blessed to call you mine. I look forward to growing with you more this coming year. Happy Birthday!!



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