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Happy Birthday My Sweetest

Today is my Hubby's birthday. We spent his birthday out-of-town camping and gold panning. It was a long weekend and spending it up north without access to internet and cellphone made it more exciting if not challenging.

We spent long hours in the river gold panning. It was one of those moments where "patience" was put to test. Hubby was so patient with his hobby. He spent 8 hours dredging underwater. And I spend 8 hours too... waiting, picking rocks from the sluice, and taking photos every now and then. It was tiring but I already psyche myself up that it's Hubby's birthday so I need to be nice.

Dearest Sweetest,

Happy Birthday. Hope you had a wonderful time camping and gold panning with me.
It was not the first time we spent time together on a weekend out-of-town. It was not the first time we spent time together doing what you love to do. And it was not the first time that we really had fun together.
It has been 3 years already since we started doing things together. It has been 3 years already since I first came here to the United States. And it has been 3 years already since you said that "I was the greatest gift" you ever received on your birthday because I came here 2 days before your 50th birthday.
Three years may not be long enough to measure how much you mean to me. Three years may not be enough to know how much I care for you. And three year may not be enough for you to realize that I do need you.
I maybe like any other wife who nags when I see a thing to nag about. I maybe like your mother who criticizes when you procrastinate things. And I maybe like your old teacher who corrects when I know that you did something wrong. But still, you know that I am the woman that you married, despite my imperfection.
Today is your birthday and I wish you a very happy birthday. May God give you good health so that you will be spend more birthdays with me. May God give you the strength you need to be able to do the things you love doing with me. And may God give you more years so I can spend more weekend getaways together doing what you love to do.
I love you and Happy Birthday my Sweetest.

Your Sweetie

 The dirt road.
Swift East river
Hubby dredging.
This beats the boring sound of the dredging motor.


Anonymous said…
dear mare,
I guess we are in the same hubby is too a very fanatic with gold panning..I showed him your pics here and was amazed.He in fact ask whether your hubby got some gold.

missing you,
Ang sweet nyo talaga Amiga! na aaliw din ako sa mga pictures mo. grabe ang ganda..hihihi
Self Sagacity said…
Wow, I didn't know someone could love so much! :-) I can't remember the last time I wrote to my SO. Your letters are so touching.
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