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Happy Father's Day and Happy Birthday to an incredible man!

I often ask myself how I got so lucky? Why did God choose me to experience a love so deep; so true? I am undeserving. Everyday I experience life with a man that is totally self-sacrificing who loves in a way that is indescribable. God created this perfect man just for me. Really? I am in shock. Each day that I am blessed to be his wife I fall more deeply in love. I am passionate about and for this man. His love abounds.

Watching him be a father is beyond belief. It is the greatest experience of my life. He is a perfect role model for these boys lacking in nothing. His character is flawless; transparency unmatched. I can only hope and pray that our boys will grow up to be just like their father.

I am honored and humbled to be your wife and the mother of our three boys. I cannot imagine experiencing life with any other. I cannot believe that I have had the priviledge of experiencing 14 birthdays and 4 Father's Days with you! I am incredibly blessed.

Thank you for always giving more of yourself than is possible always thinking of me and the boys before yourself. Thank you for never wavering from who you are no matter what others might say or what life may throw your way. Thank you for giving me the three most precious gifts in the world. I am forever grateful.

I dream about our future together growing old watching the boys grow and I am excited. I live in this moment humbled by your love. I am comforted in knowing that I get to love you through eternity.

Happy Father's Day and Happy Birthday!

All My Love Through Eternity,
Megxoxo
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Lindsay said…
Simply Beautiful!!
June 21, 2010 at 1:39 PM
Anonymous said…
I have to admit, I model what I want in a man after my daddy and your husband. Both show me that finding good men is not impossible.
June 26, 2010 at 10:09 PM
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