Happy Birthday to the love of my life. When I was young I was standing in the driveway of my childhood home and saw the rain begin falling -- way down on the other end of the street. Like an ocean wave, it made its way across the sky to where I was. I felt like life was happening ever so slowly and that I should run for cover, but I was rooted to my bicycle seat completely mesmerized by what was happening. I don't recall ever seeing that happen again, even growing up in Portland's infamous weather...until today.
So I know that today is very special. Thank you for being so aware of the life that unfolds around you. You have taught me to be more present and take in the tiniest details - so that I might find more joy in all experiences. You have shown me a way of owning the thoughts and feelings that come from my deepest places. After all, it's the same place my love comes from.
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