So... I posted a new entry last night, and now it's not here. Mysteriously gone. Buggers. The underlying theme of it was to say a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my husband, who is a world away in another land. Birthdays are an interesting concept. I have always loved mine (I mean, it's only the coolest birthday ever - the 8th day of the 8th month, 8 o'clock in the morning, weighing in at 8 pounds, 8 ounces... I'm a goddess in China), but some people don't fare so well on theirs. For some, it's a joyous celebration of life, and for others it's just another sad reminder that another year has passed them by. I have always looked forward to the future - when I was little I wanted to be not-so-little, when I was not-so-little I wanted to be a big girl, when I was a big girl I wanted to be able to drive, when I was old enough to drive I wanted to be in college, and so on. I was always excited for the next milestone - driving at 16, voting/buying cigs/buying porn at 18 (ok ok, voting was the only thing that related to me at that milestone...), drinking at 21, and FINALLY being able to rent a car at 25. Which reminds me - who thought up that nonsense? And what's next? Not being able to cross the street without holding the hand of the stranger next to you until you're 28? (Now, although that would encourage some interesting conversation between some unlikely pairs, it's still a little extreme.) Anyways, Aaron, to a certain extent, isn't really like that. But I think it's because he's never really had somebody to truly celebrate life with. But here I am, to the rescue! :) No matter how young or old you are, or how young or old you want to be, a birthday should be a time for love and laughter and happy ever after. My goal in my life for my family is to celebrate life - past, present and future - with excitement and happines. I have to go to work right now, but I'll try to write more tonight. I hate rewriting stuff, so I probably won't rewrite what I wrote last night, but I'll think up something else.
For my husband:
I love you, baby. I hope you have as happy of a birthday that you can out there... I'm here thinking about you and waiting for you, as always, and will be until the second you step off that bus and come back to me. I miss you honey.
Love times infinity,