Fourteen years ago, September 2, 1994, a young woman of beauty and grace, took a big chance and married a shy, self conscious boy, not much older than she. He had big ideas about how it would all work out. It turns out he was wrong. The house came later than expected. The riches and the easy life are not on the horizon. They may never be. Yet there was joy in their home. Not always -- sometimes life has been unkind -- but those difficult times are as precious and memorable as the good times. There has been more laughter than tears.
I don't know what I've brought to you in the last fourteen years, Sharon, but you have given me hope and confidence. You have loved me unconditionally, when that must have seemed like hardest thing on Earth. You have made me a father, three little miracles. You support me, you encourage me, you believe in me -- and there must be times when that seems like a hopeless task. But, I can never express what your love means to me.
Thank You for the life you have given to me.
I love you.
p.s. I'm still going to write you a song someday