Thinking back on it now, even I think it’s weird, but there was this immediate, kismet sort of connection. For some odd reason though, my husband didn’t feel that connection right away. It’s possible that I was a bit spirited back then – a tad bit overwhelming for the generally quiet, subdued man that I had my heart set on. He was typically reserved until a good joke or a ridiculous punchline popped into his head – then all bets were off. It was that ridiculous sense of humor, a great smile and his contagious laugh that sucked me in. He made me laugh. It was that simple.
Nearly 20 years later, he’s still pretty funny and I think I might still be a bit spirited. He has more patience with me than anyone I’ve ever known – he humors me often and always indulges me in my whims. He tolerates my moods and entertains my crazy ideas. I’m pretty certain I somehow knew all of that the moment I met him.
Happy Birthday to the man I had my heart set on – I hope you’ll put up with me for another 40 (or more) birthdays!