My dear husband, Karl, is 25,000 days old today! I know, it isn’t a normal day of celebration – or even a day we normally take note of – but maybe it should be. Just think about it: 25,000 sunrises and sunsets. 25,000 chances to do your best, discover all you can, enjoy this world, be useful, productive. To love and be loved.
I can tell you with authority, because I’ve been married to Karl for 15,150 days out of those 25,000, (that works out to 3/5th of his life!) that I’ve watched this guy through the good days and bad, and I’m continually amazed and impressed with how well he has managed to use his time. He certainly isn’t perfect, and in his mass of days there have monumental fails, but all in all, I’m thinking there’s more to celebrate than to whisk under the rug.
Every day is an adventure, and I’m thankful to have been on this journey with this terrific partner and friend. So, Happy 25K, Karl!
