so when i started writing sam's birthday post, i set out to write a random fact about him for every year old that he is. but the problem is, he's a couple years over thirty & it started making for a really long post {he's old} that he probably wouldn't even read all the way through. so i scrapped that & decided to keep it short{ish} & sweet.
i don't write a whole lot exclusively about sam & that's the way he likes it. he doesn't exactly jump in front of my camera begging to be featured, either. but despite his spotty appearances on the blog, he is no small part in my life. he's kind of a big deal. he's my best friend, he's my partner, he's my equal. he's my baby-daddy.
and i'm not just saying this stuff to sound cool. i mean it when i say that when i met sam, it was like meeting someone who absolutely matched me & equaled me & fit me in every single way. we clicked. it wasn't hard, it wasn't awkward, it was meant to be.
this is our eighth year of birthday-celebrating together & i love how the years are just flying by. i love our history together, all the things we've done, all the places we've been, & all the things we've been through. and although we both graduated from college five years ago & are parents & are totally legit adults, it doesn't feel like we've aged a day. sam's crazy/spontaneous/travel-loving/game-making-up-ing/adventure-seeking personality makes me feel like we're the same crazy kids we were when we met eight years ago.
so today p-ray & i are gonna spoil sam like he deserves. we've made cards & we've got gifts & there's a ton of cake just waiting to be eaten. it has to wait until he gets home from work though. boo! no one should have to work on their birthday, right? but sam will, no matter how many times i tell him to call in sick because that's the kind of stand-up guy he is. and that's why we like him so much around here.
happy birthday samm-o. now hurry home so we can celebrate!
sam said all he wanted for his birthday were your votes for my blog. true story.
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