Happy Birthday Marijo!!

Today marks the birth of my wife and life partner, Marijo. We’ve had our share of joys and sorrows and have come through those fires scorched and scarred but stronger and forged together.

I met Marijo more than 14 years ago at her moms house shooting tequilla on New Years…not with Marijo, but with her mom. Since then, we’ve seen the loss of her father, weddings of friends, Cancer and sickness of family members, the loss of my Grandparents, her graduation from college, our engagement, our wedding, five different apartments, 4 cars, 1 house, 1 dog, 2 cats, and three beautiful children. We’ve danced in the moonlight and played music, read books and enjoyed works of art. Kissed and held hands on sunny days and rainy ones. We’ve been to Puerto Rico, Fredricksburg, Luckenbach, Perdido Key, San Antonio, Las Vegas, Hot Springs, New Orleans (a bunch), Memphis, Gulf Shores, and the occasional out of town weekend trip. We’ve dreamed and planned. We’ve seen presidents come and go. We’ve been to the hospital over 19 times, some wonderful, some not so much.¬†We’ve celebrated holidays full of family in our little apartment and in our loving home. We’ve snuggled each other and slept soundly and been up with crying children in the middle of the night. We’ve weathered storms both man and nature made. We’ve scrimped and saved and done our share of partying. We’ve changed jobs and schools a few times and found our niches where we think we do the most good. We’ve searched for happiness in good places and bad ones…and keep finding it…everyday…in each other. We’ve done all these things in our life, together. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Happy Birthday Dearest.
I’m proud of you and love you,
Your Husband.