i've neglected writing lately. i've neglected a lot of things lately. my home, my friends, my body, my husband...i could sit here and write about what a shitty wife i think i am, but that's boring. instead, i'm going to try to write a fitting tribute to my husband on his 33rd birthday.
i have known my husband for 7 years. in fact we started dating right before his 26th birthday. i remember meeting him for breakfast the weekend of his birthday. we met in some random diner in a random NJ city, but i can still remember him ordering banana pancakes and sausage. (banana pancakes and sausage is still one of our favorite sunday morning breakfasts.) we kissed in the parking lot when we left. it was the first time we kissed. magical, you could say. and i haven't looked back since.
my husband is a "good guy". truly a "good guy". he would do anything for anyone, and i've seen it first hand. he has the biggest heart of anyone i know. he's forgiving. he's respectful. he's fun, he's funny. he's laid-back, yet energetic. he's hard-working, he's goal oriented, he's driven. he's sweet. he's the best father i've ever seen. he still makes me see stars when we kiss. he's the love of my life.
i recently came across this passage from a friend of mine's blog. i wish i could write like her. i don't like using the words of someone else to describe the way i feel, but honestly, i couldn't have said it any better. and she told us women to use her words when we find it hard to say what we feel. so, kurt, this is for you. happy birthday, my love.
"You deserve a day void of criticism and blame, a day when words of affection are attached to your name.
You deserve a day free of reminders of what you lack, a day with the weight of the world lifted off your back.
You deserve a day where inner confidence never hides, a day free from the pain of past sports and piggy back rides.
You deserve a day to be placed first instead of last, a day to be embraced instead of quickly brushed past.
You deserve a day when you're not racing against time, a day when total relaxation isn't considered a crime.
You deserve a day when it's perfectly acceptable to cry, a day to fondly reminisce the glory days gone by.
You deserve a day when someone else mans the barbeque, a day without the words, "Honey would you do...?"
You deserve a day when past mistakes are taken with the wind, a day when the cuts on your heart have a chance to mend?
You deserve a day when you don't live by numbers or lists, a day when diets and high blood pressure cease to exist.
You deserve a day when you don't have to be strong, a day when someone else is the first to admit she's wrong.
You deserve a day free from all your worries and fears, a day when stress doesn't take away from your best years.
You belong in a tiki hut with scented oil on your back, you belong in a racecar going 220 on an open track.
You belong on a lazy raft with a cold beer in hand, you belong with a parachute and a soft place to land.
You belong in a convertible against a painted sky, you belong near a warm campfire as the savory fish fry.
You belong in a place full of forgiveness and grace, you belong with tender kisses on your face.
You belong with the freedom to be who you are, you belong in the presence of a shooting star.
You to deserve a day to be embraced without release, a day of unconditional love that will never cease."
-Rachel Macy Stafford
Author of www.handsfreemama.com
