ONCE UPON A TIME...there was a boy that I fell in love with. When he said my name--it felt like home. When he told me my eyes lit up when I smiled--I believed him. When he held my hand--my heart skipped a beat. When we made plans for our future on long walks down Old Main Hill--I knew that I never wanted to be without him. When he asked me to marry him--it was the result of an argument--typical. It's been almost 10 years and I can't believe how happy we are together...still. So much has changed--including both of us--but I love what we have become and the family we have made together. People say that they're lucky...but no one is as lucky as I am.

Do you know that country song? The one about the two people that got married and everyone said it wouldn't last, it wasn't right, but they stayed together? I used to listen to that song a lot. I knew that Jason was my eternal companion and He knew I was his--but we couldn't seem to convince anyone else. We plowed through the doubts...and here we are...still madly in loved...accepting each others faults...and holding each other at night...

Happy Birthday to the best friend I ever had. Happy Birthday to the man who makes me feel safe. Happy Birthday to my cocky genius. Happy Birthday to the father of our children. Happy Birthday to the guy who shouts about lice combs in Walmart just to make a scene. Happy Birthday to the bread-maker :). Happy Birthday to you...