I remember the night we met. Oh, what a night.
It was a party, a friend of a friend. I got dragged there, so did you. The whole night passed and then suddenly, you asked me to dance. The rest as they say, is history.
Who was responsible?
Shorty, the guy whose house it was,whom we had never met before and who is a good friend now?
Was it your best man, Tatt Boy? Who forced you to come, telling you it wouldn't be so bad?
Nando? He called me relentlessly, till I finally agreed to stop by with a friend.
Vinx - the guy who actually introduced us, seconds before our first dance?
Whoever it was, all of you - thank you!!
'Coz that night, I met someone I chose to spend my life with. I met a guy with a heart of gold, who loves me and loves me and just when I think it's not possible, he'll love me some more.
Every so often, I look at you and feel a little giddy headed. What a precious man you are and how special must the Big guy upstairs think I am, to give you to me. I remember that night and am thankful that you chose to spend the rest of your life with me too.
(truth must be told, there are several other times when I look at you and want to throw everything but the kitchen sink at you - but let's leave that for a later post. = D )
My prayer for you is one that is close to my heart.
May you see, every day, how amazing you can be and may you never stop reaching for the stars. May your honesty, simplicity and good heartedness, always be the core of you, as they are now.
And may you always know, how very very much, this girl loves you.
Happy Birthday dude.
*hands over heart in a gift wrapped box*