Today is the Evil Twin's 50th birthday. Yep, the big Five-Oh! How did it come to this??? :-)
From a baby faced teen:
To a mohawked punk rocker:
To a dad of two who drives both a minivan and a Buick! LOL.
He and I both had mohawks back in our punk days, although he had his much earlier than mine (and I didn't even know him back then).
I love him because he is so much like me, but at the same time, not like me. He is outgoing, I am quieter. But, we have so many of the same interests and I think that being with him has drawn me out of my once MUCH quieter shell into a person who actually has fun with life and doesn't carry worries or regrets.
When we first met, I was 23 and he was 32. Now, we are 41 and 50, respectively. And, it seems like almost no time has passed whatsoever.
We're still silly. Even just last night, we were conspiring against Buddy.
Buddy had come down the hall twice saying that he thought he heard someone calling his name.
We proceeded to call his name and then act like we hadn't. LOL.
I think it only took him one time to figure it out because he didn't come when called the second time.
We've been through a lot together. Some good, some bad, but I'd like to think mostly good.
I still can't get to sleep well unless he's beside me in bed.
The man I hung all my hopes and dreams on has rarely let me down. But, the important thing is that he's been my ally for all the big things. That would make any of the smaller, less significant hurts pale far, far in comparison.
In my eyes, he still looks 32. He certainly doesn't act his age! And, he really doesn't look anywhere near 50. In fact, one of my favorite guessing games when we meet new people is "Guess the Evil Twin's age". They usually guess mid 30s.
I'm not going to put a more recent picture here, because I don't think he would approve of that.
But take my word for it, he is very handsome, very funny and very every thing I ever wanted for a partner in life.
On Thursday afternoon, the kids and I went to get a cake from Kroger. We picked one and Buddy chose the color of the icing to say "Happy 50th, Dad". Even Sissy said, "Daddy will love this cake!"
It was so fun. We don't have much money to celebrate right now, so I'm hoping the cake and the love of his family is enough.
Honey, I love you and I hope we have many more years together.