It's the Big One!

For as long as I've known Rich, he has dreaded this day. There is no terror in 50, no fear facing 40's doorstep, 31 even draws a smirk. But 30. 3-0. The mere mention of the number sends shivers up his spine. What a glorious day this is, though.

I love you, Rich. I praise God that you're 30, because that means that my kids have their dad another year. It means my best friend is still here for me, and I for him.

I know that you don't want me making a big, hairy deal about your birthday. I'm sorry if I've upset you by heavily encouraging you to have dinner with everyone last night, and insisting you have a birthday cake. I'm just so proud of you. You are an amazing husband and father. You are an awesome role model and teacher. You have grown like a weed in your spiritual walk, even in just this past year.

I realize this is sappy and you don't like that either. I just hope you know my heart and know how much I love you. Thank you for being you--for challenging me and helping me grow!

Here's to another great year--this time in the 30's!