Four times a year Becca writes a birthday blog. Everyone in this household gets one. Who writes Becca’s birthday blog? She takes time to stop and think about us and honor us for the things that she appreciates. She sees us. She loves us. Truthfully, Becca spends a lot of time seeing others and thinking of others. Her role as a stay at home mom and my wife is, more often than not, thankless and tiring.
Our life is full. Full of goodness of 3 little boys. Full of professional blessings in my life. Full of opportunity for growth in many ways. And Becca is the glue. She knows us, loves us, and holds us together.
Since October 2002 Becca has been a constant in my life. Through all the ups and downs, she is the rock. For the longest time, I didn’t see her the way that I should have. I didn’t appreciate her spirit and strength. Today, I love her strength. I love her passion. I love that she found her voice and uses it. I love that she can sometimes be disruptive to the status quo especially when it comes to the box some like to put her in.
I’m sad not everyone knows her the way I do. Becca is bubbly and spunky. She’s funny and makes people smile. But she also cares deeply. She thinks about things. She pushes herself in every area. She measures herself. She’s wayyyy too hard on herself. She doesn’t ask for help, and she carries people’s burdens as if they were her own. There are not many people like her.
I see you…
I really do. The boys see you. I am sorry we don’t stop and show you enough how much you mean to us. The truth is we would all be utterly lost without you. And not because of the stuff you do, but because of who you are. You enrich our lives. When we pray in our family, “Thy kingdom come”, you are a part of the intersection of heaven and earth. God uses you to point our family to Christ.
Still my treasure…
I don’t show it the best. I get caught up in the grind. I move fast. I think, often, of you in my head. I admire you. I think about how proud I am. I don’t say it enough though.
I can honestly say I love you more than ever. And more because of who you are and your worth independent of me and any direct benefit. When we first got married we were so obsessed with getting what we needed from each other for ourselves. Now when I look at you, I often feel unworthy of all the love I get from you.
I really love teasing you about being on the downhill slide to 40 😃 But you have to know… you are still as beautiful as ever. You are my standard of beauty. You are my treasure and I love you.