It’s hard to imagine, I’ve now celebrated 20 birthdays with this guy. Me, the flighty, unattached one. There must be something pretty amazing about him.
Maybe it is his commitment to his family. His country. His loving nature. His quick wit. His infectious smile. His strength. His gentleness.
Or yet maybe it is something else completely. You would think after 20+ years together, I could put my finger on it, but I can’t. Maybe it is just the complete package.
What I do know is that there is no one else I’d rather grow old with.
Happy birthday, Bryan! I love you!