Forty years ago today, the world became a better place when my sweetheart was born in a suburb of Chicago.
Today, I celebrate him and everything he means to me.
He is the comic relief at the end of a crummy day.
He is a shoulder to cry on when it all gets to be too much.
He is the most devoted father I've ever met.
He is the inappropriate joke-cracker when the tension needs to be broken.
He is the yin to my yang.
Swatta Man, you are my very own personal superhero. I can't imagine what my life would be like today without you, and I'm glad I don't have to.
You're just neurotic enough to balance out my free-spirited go-with-the-flow attitude. In fact, you are the one person on this earth who is charmingly crazy enough to have chosen me for life.
Despite the vast differences between the two of us, we somehow complement each other perfectly. We're like two great songs that seem completely different until they get mashed together into something even better.
It makes no sense, but it's perfect nonetheless.
It ain't logic. It's love.
Happy, happy birthday, Mister. You've made me a better person, and I will love you every moment for the rest of my life.
WOW, that brings tears to a Momma's eyes. I love you two...and more importantly, I love you two together.
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Hugs and smoocheroonies!
I agree with Mom. I love you both but I love you even more together. You guys really are the perfect compliment for one another and I'm so happy Balky has the best chick alive to celebrate the big bday with :)
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