Once upon a time, 77 years ago, one of the finest people was born into the world. A toe-head, his mother adored him above all the other four snot-nosed brothers. Even Spirit Brother, the oldest of five boys. Even with all these many people to love, their mom loved Bob the most. God bless her heart.
Five boys in all. And Bob the favorite. Imagine that. (And, yes. I'm daring relatives to say differently! LOL)
For his special day today, the favorite of all Bob's three wives--two exes and me--made him a beautiful birthday breakfast. Complete with cards and gifts and cookies made from friends and family.
I love you, Bob. Happy Birthday! You grabbed my heart 22 years ago and you still have it today.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. 18 He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created. ~James 1:17-18
God bless you all.
Happy Birthday Bob! Praying YAH totally heals you and gives you many more happy occasions to share, and celebrate, with your beautiful wife, Susi!