No, I'm not talking about my dad. I'm talking about the love of my life who turns 35 today.
I don't think he's old, but he's having somewhat of a mid-30's crisis. Then he saw his bald spot in a store mirror the other day, and all was lost. For the record, I LOVE his bald spot! I think it's incredibly cute. He doesn't agree. It doesn't help any that certain someones with whom he works have given him a hard time about becoming an old man and going bald.
Bald spot or not, old or not, we love you babe. I'm thankful that God brought you into this world 35 years ago, and even more thankful that He brought you into my life. It has been an incredible journey watching you grow into a man of God. The man He created you to be. It's not one that I'd trade for anything. I love you.
Happy Birthday, babe.