I couldn't let today pass without wishing my sweetheart, Dave, a happy birthday here. He would prefer that his day goes by in a quiet, unadvertised way. By his choice there was no special celebration for him today. Tomorrow after church my dear little mother will join us here at our home for a dinner prepared just for him. This dear man who I love with my whole heart gave a gift to someone else today. The gift of himself and his strength. He is a gentle, tender man who cherishes opportunities to bless others in helping ways. So, today, one of the hottest days of our year so far - by his choice - he headed up a crew of men from our church to meet at my dear mother's home, joining together to put their hands to a task that required much energy and hrad work. He chose this day to completely sand her good-sized deck and prepare it for new stain. A job that needed to be accomplished last summer. Every time he scheduled a crew to help him we had rain. Lots of rain last summer. Today he gave the gift of himself. On his birthday, much to my dear mother's protests. Soon she will be able to use her deck to relax, visit and entertain friends and enjoy her beautiful back yard. More than a job well done. A gift on his birthday to her. A gift from his heart.
I love you, my sweetheart, and I admire and respect the Godly qualities that make you the person you are. I am so glad - and blessed - that God chose me to share life with you. On this day we celebrate more than your birth - we celebrate YOU!