thirty five. that means you've been in my world for almost a decade now. i don't entirely remember the person i was before. mostly, i think, because you've loved me into someone i like a whole helluva a lot better. i often tease you that you were born an old man, stuck in his ways and happy to be at home, but you are never stagnant. it's been a joy to see you find your legs (and finally get some recognition) in your career, set and accomplish goals in your education, tirelessly do your best to care for our family and open yourself up to new adventures. thanks for being in my corner. for supporting my every whim and fancy...and making the effort to learn how to bring me back to earth gently. thank you for your sure and steady heart. for trusting me with it and making me laugh. thank you for comforting me when i can't see the light. thank you for the things you do every. single. day. to make life here "normal" and never failing to tell me that you're just glad we're doing it together. life wouldn't...couldn't be as sweet without you. i look forward to finding more gray hairs and watching your perfect, crinkly-eyed, smile lines multiply. here's to thirty five and making more lighthearted memories before thirty six. happy birthday, jacky boy. you're my favorite forever. p.s. i love you. p.p.s you're a mega babe.