I have written letters to my daughters on their birthdays. This one is for the Big Oh.
Happy Birthday my dearest husband. I am thinking about you. I am smiling because I'm thinking about all the things you've done that make me happy.
A long time ago you gave me a card. A very large card. You needed a large card because in it you wrote down 1000 things about me that you love.
We recently went to a beautiful wedding of one of our cousins and as emotional as the speeches were that night, our family remembered your touching speech on our wedding day 18 years ago. And that made me smile. I am remembering the feeling of pure newlywed bliss as a young bride. The way you made me feel like a princess and you were my knight in shining armour to take me away to our paradise.
I am remembering the first home you gave me - OUR first home. It was a small condo but to me it felt like a mansion. You let me pick out all the furniture and decorate it anyway I wanted to. We hosted birthday parties, Christmas & Halloween parties, and bridal showers for friends there. It was also there that you studied for your exams - those long ago exams that felt like the most important & difficult things you would ever have to do in this world (little did we know then). When you passed your exams we celebrated & we were so happy to be closing one chapter of our life together & starting a new one.
I remember coming to you one day and saying let's buy a house HERE! And we did. Again you let me choose where we would move to. You let me decide all the large & small details that go with buying a brand new home from floor plans, to wall colours, to flooring and facets and sinks. If my first home was a mansion then this one now felt like my own palace - a castle fit for a king & queen!
And it is here where you have given me the 3 most important people in our lives. It is here in our home now with our children that you completed me. The love and adoration I see you have for your daughters is indescribable. Only someone in love, that have children of their own, can really understand how I feel. I am smiling as I am thinking about you & our girls.
I am remembering our hockey playing days, watching Hong Kong movies in Chinatown
& Market Village, concerts & casino trips, vacations and cruises, birthdays and anniversaries, apple picking in the fall, Christmases & Chinese New Years, dance competitions, beginning of summer rituals & first days back to school.
I know I don't say it enough now-a-days...
I love you for holding me up on my weakest darkest days.
I love you for letting me be me - angry, sad, joyous, and everything in between
I love you for giving me my space & solitude - even when you want to be by my side
I love you for loving me
Happy Birthday Big Oh
Y.C.
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