This is a brave man.

Twenty-three years ago, he married me; for better or worse.

It hasn’t always been easy.

But there’s nobody else I can imagine spending this life with.

There are days he drives me bonkers, and I’m sure the likewise is true.

Yet the most wonderful parts of my life

are because of you.

Thank you for putting up with me.

Thank you for the adventures I’d never have the courage to attempt on my own.

Thank you for always believing in me and being my greatest supporter.

Thank you for your diligent attention to my “Honey Do” lists.

I appreciate everything you do for me – building houses, chicken coops, fences, raised beds, greenhouses, bird feeders, and ponds. Fixing problems. Engineering my ideas and making them happen like work desks, pot racks, veggie trailers, and more. Keeping us warm when the electricity goes out. Filling my car up with gas and getting the oil changed. Cutting trees. Wrangling chickens and ducks. Making the coffee, Oh, and taking out the trash.

I can’t begin to express how much I love you and this life we’ve created together.

Twenty-three years! Happy Anniversary, Paul!