• mariokiefer

Happy Twelfth!


Ric,

You are a pain in my ass.

You drive me insane with your constant demands.

I hate when we are watching television and you leave the room for twenty minutes, then come back expecting me to tell you everything that you missed.

You can’t navigate Netflix, Amazon, cable, or anything electronic, or any kind of technology - and then you expect me to take care of it all for you.

You bitch and moan about contractors or other people we hire to do things, but you won’t confront them - you make me do it. You make me be “the bad guy.”

You pout if your gift isn’t “sentimental” enough.

You “forget” your wallet when we go out to dinner.

You ask me a question that I answered only ten seconds ago, but you don’t remember because you weren’t listening.

You wake me up in the middle of the night because you cannot sleep and you don’t think that it’s fair that I am.

And . . . you snore!


But, I wouldn’t have you any other way. There is nothing that I would change. The last twelve years have been the best of my life and I would not trade them for anything.

You are my beacon of light in a dark world.

You are the flame that warms me in the cold.

You are the arms that hold me when I need comfort.

You are the first thought that comes to mind when I wake and the last in my head before I sleep.

You are my dreams.

You are my breath.

You are my heart.


And, I wouldn’t have it any other way.


Happy Anniversary!

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