Monday, June 22, 2009

Happy Birthday Stephanie

Since Stephanie wrote such nice things about me the other day, I thought I would return the favor. Because Stephanie and Rhianna share a birthday, I often worry that Stephanie will feel a little left out. This year we celebrated her birthday on our anniversary. We went to Zinburger for some great burgers and even better shakes, and she opened her presents. However, because today is actually her birthday I thought I would share a few things I love about her.

She is extremely kind and loving. Now that our kids are getting older I often find myself raising my voice. Stephanie does a nice job of gently reminding me to be calmer.

She is a truly good person. When we were engaged, I had the bright idea that we should air discuss the bad things we had done in the past so there would not be any secrets between us. I thought this would make sure we could be open and honest with each other. I decided to start and so I told her about some of the things I had done in high school, which in retrospect, seemed like kind of funny hi-jinks. After telling my stories I look over at her and she had a stunned look on her face. I started to feel really nervous and worried that maybe I had scared her. So I quickly asked her to share with me the bad things she had done. The worst thing she could come up with was that as a kid of 10 or 12 she had hit her sister Maria one time. That was the extent of her misdeeds. I definitely knew I was marrying up after that discussion.

She has a great smile and a great laugh. She takes such joy in all the funny things our kids do. I love to see her light up when Rand says something hilarious, or when Seth makes a funny face, or when Rhianna decides to make another chart.

She loves a good romance or a sappy emotional book. I tease her about her love for cheesy Nicholas Sparks books, but really I find it very endearing. Often if we are watching a romantic movie, or a movie that has an emotional part I will find myself watching her instead of the movie. Her reactions are wonderful.

She is constantly trying to do the right thing. She always is working to make sure she is doing her best as a mom, in her church calling, with the PTA, as a friend.

She is beautiful. I think she is better looking now than when we got married.

She is a world champion sleeper. She doesn’t get as much opportunity now that we have kids, but this girl can sleep. When we were first married I was amazed that on a Saturday, she could sleep in, then take a long nap in the afternoon, then still go to bed and sleep through the night.

She has great taste. When we renovated our house, Stephanie was in charge of picking almost all of the paint colors. She did an amazing job of picking colors that we love. She has a great eye for color.

She is very intelligent. I really love the fact that I can talk to her about anything. She doesn’t have as much time as I do, to keep up with recent scientific discoveries or world events, but when I come home we talk about these things.

I also wanted to share my favorite poem, because it reminds me of her.

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

- e.e. cummings

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