I fiddled around all day, trying to think of something just so, to say to the this man with whom I have shared my soul’s truest longings, my mind’s most intimate questions, and my heart’s deepest sorrows—-for these past nine years. I have poured over poetry books to find just the right words and listened to legions of songs, in hopes that someone has captured before, in writing, the love and gratitude I wish to convey to him today.
But alas. I find no words.
They seem weak and inadequate.
I guess i’ll just remind him that I can’t even fathom my days without him.
That I am filled to overflowing with gratitude for his love and protection.
That I don’t take for granted the heavy burden of providing.
That I notice the tenderness with which he fathers.
and faithfulness with which he doctors.
I’ll remind him that most of all, I respect him. And the way he uses his gifts.
And confesses his faults.
He is capable and accomplished. So skilled with his hands. The perfect combination of masculinity, wisdom, and passion.
He’s all that I want.
Just what I need.
More than I deserve.
And I wish him a most Happy Anniversary.