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    Dear Grandpa, I miss you a little extra on your birthday.

    Happy birthday, grandpa. I wish I could say that in person. I wish I could give you a hug, kiss that bald head of yours, and watch your eyes smile like they always did. You were our rock. You were our jokester. You were the storyteller, the voice of reason, the racecar driver, the hook baiter, the boat driver, the donut getter. You were grandpa, and there was no one cooler than grandpa. You are where all of our stories started. Today would be your 83rd birthday. And I would give just about anything to make you a ridiculous cake. Piled high with 83 candles and posing a serious fire hazard, in true grandpa’s birthday…

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    Happy birthday Hubby<3 My thoughts about continuing to grow as a couple.

    If you know us well, you know I am actually older than Nick, and even though the age gap is only 10 months, I never let him forget it;) I take every opportunity I can to remind him, I was an 80s baby, while he is just a youngster born in the 90s. As we get older, birthdays become less and less about gifts and celebration, and more and more about reflection. About pondering how in the world we are actually this old. Having kids definitely intensifies that feeling of moving in fast forward, but it’s there regardless. As we celebrated hubby’s 29th birthday I was hit with a huge wave of “holy cow is…