That was him last year on my birthday weekend.
He drives me crazy most times.... but I like him.
I like to bother him.
It's my duty and mission in life to poke him.
This must be done when he is extremely distracted.
We bicker a lot.
It's my goal in life to tickle him someday. He's highly ticklish and guards his underarms like gold in Fort Knox.
I like to hear him laugh... it makes me laugh.... even when I'm not in the mood to smile.
Last year he was away with the Navy for his birthday.
I didn't get to see him or talk to him at all. I missed him much more than I expected.
I went to church that weekend and being that it always falls on my church's anniversary there was a big celebration.
I saw everyone with their families.
Husbands and wives together.
When I was about to go home that night it started to rain.
I stood there alone...
and it finally hit me. I cried for the first time in forever.
I am so thankful that I have him in my life.
He's my BFF.
Happy Birthday my love.