my friends, this unparalleled woman is celebrating a birthday today, and i cannot help but stop and say thanks that she was born. every once in a while i imagine my life without her, and it is a dark and grim vision. in this vision, there are no children living in my house, no voices singing opera from the shower, no kids books strewn across the living room. in this vision, i eat spaghetti-o's from a can for dinner every night, and i am stuck in every rut i've ever gotten into. in this terrifying vision the color of everything is gray, music sounds like a monotonous drone, and everything feels like long, cold nights.
but she was born!
and somehow our paths were blessed to cross, and somehow i was able to convince her that spending her life with me wouldn't be as awful as it might have seemed, and somehow these last 19 years feel like the blink of an eye; like a colorful, melodic, sun-drenched, joy-filled, broken-but-blessed blink-of-an-eye journey. all because on this day, not that many years ago, she was born. joy!
happy birthday, my love!