To Rebekah, With Love - Happy Birthday, Baby!

Dear Rebekah,

I apologize for having been so busy yesterday morning getting my articles done for the newspaper and for not feeling well because of the sinus infection. I hope that your birthday turned out good in spite of this.

I did want to write you a brief letter—something I wanted to do yesterday but must settle for today—to tell you how much I you mean to me. It is my hope that the old saying remains true and that it’s “better late than never.”

I won’t bore you with all of the sappy things that I could say and would probably be inclined to say, but I want you to know that I think you are beautiful. Every day, I look at you and remember how my I love your eyes and your long, dark hair, and how your smile fills me up inside and makes me love you even more.

Every night, I curl up next to you and remember how fortunate I am to have someone like you to share both my waking moments and my sleeping ones with. I am happy.

I am married to the woman I want to be next to when I laugh, when I fight to do what’s right, when I grieve, when I’m on a spiritual high, when our children are having the best time of their young lives, when I eventually have to let go and let them begin a life of their own, when I experience the irrepressible joy of becoming a grandparent—and satisfaction of getting even with our children—as well as when I find myself old and facing my final days of life in this world.

You are a gift from God, and I treasure you.

I also love your cooking. …and how good you are at helping Elijah get his school done or letting the children help you bake or fix dinner.

Proverbs 31:28 - Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.

Happy Birthday, Baby!

I love you.

And I thank God for another year of living life to the fullest with you at my side.

Your Loving Husband,

Jacob