When I asked JR what he wanted to accomplish in the next year of his life his response was; "sleep a little more and drink a little less." Oh brother. (that's a loosely quoted lyric to a country song BTW)
Well, husband. Here are my wishes for you always, but especially now around the day you were born:
I wish for you to grasp a sliver of the love from a son who adores you. A son who regularly tells anyone who will listen; "My dad is big and strong." He wants to be just like you in every way. Unless you're being Tow Mater...Then he would rather climb onto your back and have the ride of his life. His bike is a motorcycle, his play time almost exclusively consists of "fixing" everything. From his favorite song to the cologne he asks for before going to church, his complete conviction that his Little Tyke's car is a truck to his love of sports, he worships you. You are everything to him.
I wish for you to know how much I depend on you. You have dried tears born from a broken heart and perpetuated laughter into gasps for air and more tears. No one has stretched me more. No one has known or loved the parts of my very soul that you have discovered. You are my rock. You are my life and my entire world.
I wish a year full of adventure and risks, heart-stopping risks as you dream your biggest dreams and watch them all come true.
I wish for you to have quiet times of peace and self assurance. To look introspectively and really notice that your life has been built on loyalty and goodness, acceptance, hard work and honesty.
Happiest of birthdays, Mr. Sandoval. May all your wishes come true. And mine too! I do love you so.
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