Happy Birthday!

He insists we'd met many times before I remember our first meeting. I blame being self-absorbed for my lack of memory.

We first became a couple when we were in mutual friends' wedding. He was the best man. I was the only bridesmaid besides the maid of honor. I had told one of my aunts in a phone call just before the wedding that I'd read that some large percentage (that I don't remember) meet their spouse at a wedding. Premonition perhaps?

One of the things that made me love my husband is that he's willing to help anyone if they ask...sometimes even if they don't know to ask.

He can talk to anyone...something I envy.

I refrain from writing of him...mostly. But today...happy birthday to my love.