Happily, Becki

They say it’s your birthday. 

 

So, close your eyes and make a wish. 
 

I know you’ll share it with me, because your heart tells me everything. 
 

Twenty six candles are dancing.
 

Small things to represent twenty six years of living.

 

Of dreaming and loving.
 

And of falling in love with me. 

 

I have only known you for three years.

 

But I am going to claim all twenty six candles.
 

Because I’m the only one on earth who knows.
 

Knows what your very first birthday wish was.

 

The day you were born, twenty six years ago.

You were born wishing a wish. 
 

I know because your heart told me.

And with me beside you in the birthday candle light
 
Aren’t you glad it came true?

 

Happy Birthday, Husband. 

(I love and love you.)

*yesterday was Timmy's birthday day celebration - complete with pancakes (I finally mastered how to flip them - let Timmy do it!), a pajama morning, shopping for treasures with birthday money (thanks Mom, Daddy & Grandma!), home made Indian curry for dinner, a walk in the dark, a Barnes & Noble expedition, and cookies and ice cream for a birthday desert.