Today is John's 75th birthday.
I don't say it "would have been". It IS his birthday. April 13, 1943 is the day he was born and always will be.
So, today I celebrate.
I celebrate the man who loved me so much.
Who put me before himself.
Whose smile lit up my life.
Whose love healed me.
Whose every need I wanted to meet.
Who made morning heavenly and nighttime lovely.
Who made me laugh and taught me to let things go.
Who brought me closer to God and Heaven.
Who in his death continues to teach me about life.
Happy birthday, Sweetheart!