Sometimes when I look back at us I shake my head and laugh - remember the cross border beer runs at midnite??
Sometimes I feel sad for the tough times we had to endure.
Sometimes I can't believe how many times you've created lovely meals just for me or that you are just about the best karaoke singer I've ever heard.
Other times I marvel that we've come so far and have created this family that I've always wanted.
This was you that first year we lived together. I think you were 22.
I remember going all out for each other's birthdays...remember the watch I had the waiter wear and then sell to me for five bucks?
Or you wrapping my very first cell phone in the napkin at the restaurant and then going into the men's room and calling it as I just sat there wondering who the hell wasn't answering their phone?
We don't really do those things anymore and honestly I'm okay with that. I know that the best gifts - well I already have them. I hope you feel the same. Happy Birthday honey! You don't look 35.