Today is the birthday of the lady who lives in my house, Jamie.
Over the years, I have grown especially fond of Jamie, and, I like to think, she of me. This year Jamie's gifts on her birthday shall be somewhat meager as her big gift is the iPhone she will receive when her contract is up at the end of April. She knows this. It will not come as a surprise.
After 15.5 years of togetherness and almost 11 years of marriage-ness, we do okay. She is my better half, by far. Smarter, kinder, more loving... all those things, but I suspect I can still beat her in a foot race or in any of the events in a strong man competition.
We all have our challenges, and those who know Jamie or know her story know that she has more challenges than most. But I think its important for people to know that she isn't just a batch of symptoms, medical records and doctor's visits. Those things happen in a 1000:1 ratio to your life, perhaps, but they also aren't who Jamie is.
Jamie is the person who loves a good football game, finding a new band, forcing hugs upon Lucy when she's sleepy, getting phone calls from friends, cracking a new book, and who sees I bought her a light-up Green Lantern ring of her own and considers that equality within a marriage. She is a genuinely good person, and in this world, that's a rarity.
I am lucky, and I know this.
Happy Birthday, Jamie. You're still my favorite.
Tanks for the memories |
3 comments:
Yay Jamie. The only lady in the world who can match me shot for shot of Dr. B.
Happy Birthday! Jennifer's is just behind you on the 27th!
Happy belated birthday to Jamie. Her special day is sandwiched between mine on the 23rd and my wife's on the 26th.
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