Well, it's all over for the man of our house. Today Eric turned 30 years old.
I am not sad or worried about turning 30. I am looking forward to it. But I am honestly a little weirded out about Eric turning 30. He was just a kid - 15 years old - when I first fell in love with him. He was a thin boy who wore a Charlotte Hornets starter jacket. He was terrified of speaking in front of people and was always nervous about going to school. I decided he was the one for me and I got to know the real Eric - the kind, loving kid who valued family above everything else. And he was funny. Oh man was he funny. No one before (or since!) could make me laugh the way Eric could.
He's getting better with age. I really like 30-year-old Eric. Just as kind and loving...and as it turns out, he is a really, really great father.
Eric, I love you. You work every day to make it possible for me to be a stay-at-home mom. I will always, always be grateful to you for that. Thank you for making me laugh when life is crap. Thank you for being so wonderful to our babies. Thank you for being my best friend.
Happy birthday!
2 comments:
Happy Birthday Eric! I have loved Eric almost as long as Emilie has . . . 15 years! I remember Emilie and I used to call Eric when he was at work and ask him to drop off ice cream for us on his way home. He always did! Thank you for that and everything since!
Thank you for making my friend happy.
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