Just over three years ago I met this crazy, insanely intelligent, wickedly funny, completely irreverent and wildly talented man just by happenstance on Yahoo Instant Messenger. We’ve been through a lot together in our short time together, and, except for going to work every day, we’ve rarely been separated. Not many relationships can withstand that kind of constant contact, but ours has and has improved, I’m happy to say, almost daily. Not many people know Budd, mainly because he is often hesitant to let many get too close – in our short time together, we’ve been hurt by several people we tried to develop friendships with- but those who do know him, his friends from college, our friends from the Raving Knaves and Verona and Wyatt, can see the complete uniqueness in this person I married in the smallest of ceremonies at the courthouse with plastic flowers in my hand and tears in my eyes, dressed in the most casual of clothing as if I were going to clean out a closet. I’ve never regretted that day, or the day we met. It was as if someone had awakened me from a deep slumber and pulled the curtains back to reveal the most bright and beautiful of days.
Budd and I have shared many adventures and travels and I hope we are fortunate enough to share many more. On this, his birthday week, I pay tribute to the man few people know that I’m lucky enough to call husband, best friend, constant comic, sparring partner, traveling buddy, and love of my life.
Happy birthday, darling. I love you isn’t great enough to describe what I feel for you. Oh, yeah, and a shout out to your wonderful family for making me their own.
