Happy Family

Ok, I admit that the title sounds a bit like a Chinese dish.  (Doesn't it?  Can't your order Happy Family?  It's been so long since I've been to a Chinese restaurant, I can't remember.  We tend to just order the same thing for take-out.)  But I have to say: it's quite true.

Yesterday was Nick's birthday.  The slight euphoria and gratitude from knowing he's lived another year, that I've been able to share that year with him, and the joy at anticipating another one hasn't quite worn off yet.  Do we sound a little sappy?  Maybe.  But I'm so grateful for this man, and so very grateful for every year the Lord gives me on earth with him.  We didn't do a lot of incredibly special things: he had the day off from work, went bowling with a friend, and picked up Applebee's Curb-Side-to-Go (I had no idea how good their ribs were).  But it was nice just to look at him and smile and think, "I get to spend every day of his year with him."  It's quite a privilege.