“Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.” -Jean Paul

I wanted to wish my husband a very happy birthday today! I often post about things I’m doing, people I’m seeing, and things I’ve created, but I don’t often post about my marriage or about Ken. As we await Jude’s arrival, I took some time to reflect on the man I chose to commit to and spend a lifetime with. I realized that for most people, first impressions often aren’t the truest form of a persons being. In Ken’s case it was. He is one of very few people that I can say, “First impressions don’t lie.” For those of you who don’t know about us, we met when I was in eighth grade. In the summer of 1998, I remember vaguely meeting the man that would become my husband. These are a few of the things that seemed so trivial, unimportant, and seemingly unremarkable. Yet now I realize the very little I picked up, was all that mattered in the end.

When I met Ken I thought…

1. He’s not like the rest of the guy’s here. He doesn’t seem to care about girls or impressing others. 
2. He’s so quiet and gentle.
3. He’s so “Christian.” 
4. He’s so different.

Today, I think…

1. I am so lucky to be with someone whose status quo is not like that of the rest of the world. 
2. He’s so gentle and sweet.
3. His sound faith continues to amaze me.
4. He’s the most selfless, caring, and unconditional person I have ever met.

So yes, back then those attributes didn’t seem like much, but I look back now and realize he was already the makings of a truly good man. I’m glad God has a sense of a humor and changed my thoughts on “never dating a boy from camp.” 

I love you, husband. I hope that with each birthday and feather added to your wingspan, we’ll continue sowing together a legacy together with our growing family. I count myself lucky to have Jude grow up with an example like you. Oh, and I wouldn’t mind it if Jude didn’t bring home a girl until he was 23 years old either. 😉 

*p.s. Looking for a photo of us, I realized I had never posted anything from our Chicago trip!