12 years ago today, we were cutting cake. Uneasy in the spotlight and horrified by wedding guests (who were those people anyway?) who urged me to smear your face with frosting, I looked to you for comfort and reassurance. And I found it.
All these years later, you’re still the first one I turn to. For strength. For comfort. For laughter. For reassurance and encouragement. God bless you for always giving it. And for loving all of us so very well.
I love you, Sweetheart. Happy Anniversary!