Sometimes you just lye there and thank your lucky stars for the absolute grace in all the perfect details that brought you to the moment of meeting that person, that person you never want to be without. That is what I am doing tonight. I am amazed, astounded, in awe of all the tiny little moments that led us to where we are now. The stories that date back centuries leading to our parents being who they are and living where they live, so that we could be who we are and cross paths when we did. I’m so grateful that God saw fit for it all to lead to this. I’m so glad that he literally is the best writer because his stories are real and they have better than happy endings. They have all the grit, mess, and sweat because the lows and the pains breed greater joy and deeper love than ever before.
I don’t pretend that we have had an extraordinarily hard life so far. I just know that we have lived and we have squeezed life consistently so that we could drain every ounce of its passion and meaning that we could. I know the days have been dull and long and achy at points, but I know we have gleaned all the more because of it. We take turns for each other when our hands get tired, so let’s keep going. I’m sure there is even more glory to behold.
I say all this because another year of your life is passing, but a whole nother one begins. We can look back and remember the joys and the sorrows, but we look forward and expect even more to celebrate. It’s funny really, cause in a lot of ways, there are even more questions than we’ve had before, and yet your footing is stronger. I’ve always been thankful for how there is nothing to be afraid of in front of you. Any question can be asked, any comment made, and your love is constant. Those who know you need never be ashamed in front of you. In this way you remind me of Jesus.
You don’t pretend to actually know how to live life perfectly, but you don’t shy away from taking on new challenges. Most of the time we literally have no idea how to parent, but you have never been afraid of being called “daddy” by our daughter. You protect her heart because you treasure it so greatly, and I think you’re a winner of a parent just because you treasure her.
In my book, you are a winner of a person. You are a far better person than I ever hope to become. People universally agree that someone’s spouse knows the good, bad, and the ugly more than anyone else. So it is I that knows that you are the most selfless, serving person. I see you day in and day out, and I can never get over ALL that you sacrifice to make my dreams come true. It is one thing to convince a group of people you see once or twice a week that you are great, but I see you every day and I am your biggest fan. You don’t put on your “best act”, you are you through and through; humble, genuine, full of conviction and courage, and you protect and speak out for what and who matters most to you. You constantly spend your time serving and caring for the needs of others [designing roads that are safe to drive on, playing music so others can worship freely, changing diapers so our daughter can keep playing, charging batteries and cooking and picking up drinks and literally a million other things so that I can chase my dreams with you by my side] and you don’t wait for an applause of gratitude, you just keep serving. But I celebrate you and I recognize you and today is just another excuse to be grateful once again that you are alive.