To the man who encouraged my dreams and pushed me to succeed, who believed in me when no one else did...
To the man who wrote me poetry, serenaded me with his guitar, and read bedtime stories to me over the phone long long ago because I couldn't sleep...
To the man who kept asking me to marry him for 7 years, and finally married me, then gave me a beautiful home, and keeps it orderly and fixes all the broken things...
To the man who was and still is so madly attracted to me despite my pimples, white hair, crazy hair, sick days, fat days, flatulent pregnant days, and horrible post-partum days...
To the man who makes me laugh every day and makes our kids laugh every day and is just about the funniest, smartest guy I know...
