The jacket. As far as I know the jacket has been around for about thirty-five years. It first belonged to Husby, and now it belongs to me.
The jacket has belonged to me for a long time. Just how long I don’t know for sure, but at least fifteen years. Maybe longer. I wear the jacket a lot. To the day job, running errands, to social events. I always wanted a jacket like this but never had one growing up or in my young adulthood.
Husby said I could wear the jacket and I’ve been wearing it ever since. It’s like when your boyfriend in high school lets you wear his letter jacket…only I get to wear my boyfriend’s jacket forever.
Happy birthday to my ever-lasting boyfriend.
Happy Birthday to one of the “Great Men”! Lord knows, there aren’t many of them around!
A good man is hard to find and a hard man is good to find. Ooops, I didn’t say that! I know one thing for sure, I got a keeper. I’ll pass on your happy birthday wishes to Husby!