Today is Rob's birthday. I just want to take a minute and a few lines to honor the man who has been my husband for nearly 30 years (our 30th anniversary is in two weeks!).
I didn't want Rob to go to work today. I hoped he would stay here and allow us to celebrate the day together. But today is a payroll day and too many people count on their paychecks appearing in their bank accounts, so he headed out the door for his long, daily drive to Bountiful.
About a week ago I asked Rob what he'd like for his birthday. He has been mulling it over and finally last night he answered, "I can't think of a single thing I want." When I pestered him about it again this morning he said, "I'd like a cherry pie." When I finish typing this post, I'll mix up and roll out a pie crust, dump in a jar of home-bottled cherry pie filling, and make a lattice top sprinkled with sugar. It will be cool when he comes home from work, but he has a home teaching appointment this evening, which he'll do as soon as he gets home. Then he and I can have a leisurely dinner and a piece of pie for dessert.
Happy birthday, Rob! I love you! I feel so incredibly fortunate you are in my life. Thank you for being so kind, loving, and thoughtful. I am so blessed!