Ten years ago I met you and saw you through my not so innocent, but still naive 18year old eyes, and I knew then that you would be part of my life forever.  You had lived a whole life already, and mine was only just beginning.  There was something special there.  You saw me.  You got me.  Maybe when I did not even get myself.  I saw so much potential in you, in us.

The more time I got to spend with you, the more time I wanted with you.  You made me laugh.  You made me think.  You made smile.  I fell in love with you, without expecting to.  The 21 year age gap between us was irrelevant.  We just worked.

Introducing you to my family was easier than I thought.  Not that they could have stopped me from seeing you anyway.  I think they saw you as a “phase” I was going through.  A challenge that once conquered would be pushed aside and forgotten while I moved onto my next task.  They were wrong.

Loving you came naturally.  We slipped into a life together so easily.  It was meant to be.  I loved your son as if he was my own son.  I never imagined a different life.  A life without you.  A life without us.

Nearly three years on which felt like only a few months, and you went away.  You chose a different path, a different life.  I had not expected things to change.  I had taken for granted that we would always be.  I didn’t know how to keep going without you in my life by my side. 

You left me with a very special gift.  A gift i could feel growing inside me.  Half of you and half of me.  The little baby boy that was ours, yours and mine, kept me going, kept me focused.  I knew I had to be strong for him.  I knew no matter what, I would always have a part of you.

Even though you were gone, I never hated you.  I never resented you.  I still loved you.  Loved you more and more every day.  My family and friends were angry.  Protective.  Mad that you had left me to deal with everything on my own.  Mad that I wasn’t angry.  I was calm.  I was a little lost, but I knew I would find my way.

Mic was born and I was so proud.  He was beautiful and perfect.  We had made him.  He was ours.  Nothing else mattered in the world.  I was so focused.  I was made to be hismom.  I would lie and stare at him for hours on end.  Couldn’t bear putting him down for too long.  Hardly let anyone else touch him never mind hold him.  He was mine.  He was yours.

Throughout the time we were apart, we stayed in contact almost every day.  Over time, we grewcloser again.  I knew that one day with much patience, determination and if I just kept on believing, we would be together again.  My family and friends did not understand.  They did not grasp my determination, my love for you.  We may have diverted off our path, but I knew eventually we would find our way.   And we did!

Becoming your wife was a dream come true.  We have had our ups and downs as every couple does, but we proved the sceptics wrong.  And thanks to the rough times, I know that together we can now conquer anything.

I love how my sisters adore you.  How my mom see’s you through my eyes now.  How my dad talks to you like a best friend.  How your children see you as their hero.  How my friends understand you.  How your staff admire you.  I love how you amaze me, accept me, teach me and challenge me  in a new way every day. 

Over the last few years, you have grown so much.  You have become the man I always knew you could be.  Would be.  I saw the potential so long ago, and you have exceeded all my expectations.  You are the most kind, generous and loving husband and father.  Providing for your family is what matters most in your world.  We could not be in better hands. 

My 18 year old self saw great things in our future, but not even she could have imagined the love I have for you today.  You rock my world babe. 

I love you with all my heart and then some more!