Oh, Lookie Here, a Birthday Post

This makes the 16th birthday I have been a part of in his life. Given how old we both are he is, that number doesn't even register one-third of his birthdays. He lived more than two-thirds of his life before we met. We both did. And if we manage to both make it to about 70, we'll just about reach having known each other for half of our lives.


[I know. It's summer time. Who the hell wants to do math word problems?]


I could bemoan not having shared more of his life, or him not having shared more of my life. But the life I've had since his entrance into it has been exponentially better than the life I had before. [There goes that damn math again.]


Happy birthday, Pete. Thank you for the life you've given me.