Birthday Boy

Today is Adam's birthday! 

Oh, how I love this 23 year old with all my heart. He deserves the world, and I truly mean that. He is the most selfless, kind person I know. He would do anything for anyone. Many nights I lay in bed with gratitude in my heart as I reflect back on that day, or maybe that week, and think about how much Adam does for me. How good he is to me. How patient he is, or helpful, or loving when I don't deserve it. When we get in arguments, he's always the first to humble himself and apologize, even when he's not at fault (which is how it is most of the time). When the kitchen's a mess, he's the first to clean up. Sometimes I have to tell him to take a seat when he's doing the dishes because he's done them the past 8 times. Reluctantly, he'll give in and I'll do the dishes but, instead of taking 5 minutes to relax, he'll stand behind me and scratch my back while I finish up the dishes. 

I often ask myself, or even Adam, how I got so lucky. I have yet to come up with a good answer in words but, I think God knew that I needed someone to help me out in this life. And Adam is the only one tolerant enough to be by my side.

I love you, birthday boy. 

(we had the my 3 youngest sibs over for a sleepover. They got to join in on the birthday breakfast!)