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Maybe you don’t need a lavish party.
Maybe you don’t need fancy gifts.
Maybe you don’t need wine, or a ring or laser lights or craziness.
Maybe I’l believe tonight what you tell me. When you put yourself aside, for the thousandth time, and say that you’re just fine with what you have.
Maybe I’l be OK with the fact that, after so many years, so many wonderful memories, it’s the thought that counts.
Maybe I’ll forget that I wasn’t able to do something special for you on this special day.
Maybe I’ll let it go.
Or maybe I’ll remember this day. This day when you stood so strongly, so willingly, beside me, caring for our children and caring for our home. This day when I wanted so badly to buy you the world and was not able to; to which you laughed and told me not to bother. This day when I hurt inside because I couldn’t show you how much I love you, and how much I want for you the very best that life has to offer.
Maybe I’ll remember.
And maybe, one day when the fog has cleared and, once again, I can prove my eternal debt to you in the only way I know how, I will look back on this day and make up for a shameful absence of appreciation tenfold.
Because you deserve it. And because I will always, until the day I die, strive for you to have it.
Happy Birthday, Aline. I wish I could give you more.
I love you. Then, now, and forever.
-Matt
