Monday, February 25, 2008


58 years ago today a new baby boy came into the world, and his parents named him Michael William.

He was destined to have a sad childhood, being brought up in a home full of hatred, alcoholism, unpredictability and violence. In spite of that, he managed to keep the spirit of love alive in himself ... and (lucky for me) I've been the primary recipient of that loving spirit as his wife for over 30 years now. Lucky for Michael, the second half of his life has been much 'fuller' than the first -- he's absolutely adored by our three children (who are all adults now), three grandsons, and ... well ... pretty much everyone who knows him.

He's the kindest, nicest, gentlest, most easy-going man I've ever known, and he's my best friend. Let me give you an example of how this guy works...

We have an agreement, of sorts, about the 'division of labour' in our lives. He's having the time of his life taking care of our almost-two-year-old grandson Gibson, so that's what he does, three days a week. I work from home, and I'm involved in various volunteer and community projects (lest ye think all I ever do is sit around and knit, or drive to beaches and knit!), so, on those days, domestic duties fall to me

Well, the other day I had been particularly busy for the few days prior, and I hadn't done our dishes. There they were, soaking in the sink, still, after two days. On the morning of the third day, I pulled the last clean cup out of the cupboard to pour Michael his morning coffee, and I said, "Guess I really better get those dishes done this morning," to which he replied (without missing a beat), "Well, we can always buy new cups..." :-)

Happy, happy birthday, Michael!


Grace said...

Happiest Birthday Wishes to Michael!!!! I can see he makes you smile

Barbara-Kay said...

Happy Birthday, indeed! What a fine team you two make. May you have many more years together.

Monica said...

Happy Birthday, Michael.