this is your card

when shopping at wal mart for the right card for bill's birthday, i remembered that i really don't like buying cards for such an occasion. "husband, you rock my world" on a card, though not an untrue sentiment, doesn't quite cut it having been written by someone else. and, at 40, i seem a little beyond construction paper cards.

so, babe. this is it. this is your card. i realize it's not terribly private since i'm sharing it with my bloggy friends. but, as you know, i'm not a terribly private person. besides, this blog is for us. others reading along is just icing on the cake.

speaking of cake, i forgot to make you one. but it's still early in the day, okay?

for your "card", i am going to let you in on a conversation that i frequently have with god. it goes something like this...

"lord, seriously, how did i score this man? it must be one one of the seven wonders of the world. and how did you ever come up with us as a combination? i mean, he's a folder and i'm a buncher. but it works. and from the deepest place in my heart, i thank you. thank you for making him. and thank you for bringing us together. i love him. and i love us. amen."

happy birthday, babe.
you make 44 look good. you inspire me to love jesus more. you lead our family well. you are the real deal.

husband, you rock my world.