My man turns 27

This Stud turned 27 this weekend! We celebrated just the way he wanted to; riding quads in the sand dunes. Not exactly my cup of tea, but that didn't matter since it wasn't my birthday. I love birthdays, like I LOVE THEM. I love celebrating people! When Jonny and I started dating, I went a tad over the top for his birthday, and I think it overwhelmed him a little... but he has adjusted to my craziness.
I've known Jonny since he was 24. He has changed, grown, and become such an amazing man. (not that he wasn't when we met, he has just gotten... better :)) To say I love him, doesn't seem enough. I adore this man. I love his sense of humor that keeps me laughing till I cry, or sometimes pee. But we won't get into that. I love his heart for others. He loves others so selflessly, it amazes me. some of our first dates were spent with homeless people, simply so Jonny could buy them a meal and share the gospel with them. I love that he shares his life with others.  He loves to share knowledge, scripture,  and funny jokes with anyone who will listen. He is honest, open, raw & real. It's rare, and beautiful.




Jonny teaches me. He teaches me about grace, forgiveness and not giving up. He teaches me to value others instead of things, and he loves me even when I don't always extend the same graces to him. He teaches me try harder, push harder, and sacrafice myself for others. He teaches me to dream, and be patient. He teaches me to slow down, and enjoy watching football instead of doing the dishes. :)

Jonny loves well. He loves me in a way that only the Lord could have known I would need. Sometimes I am a hott mess, and that man knows how to talk me down, calm me down and love me like crazy. He kisses me gently and tells me he loves me at least 1,000 times a day. He holds me, and it's a safe place. A warm, gentle place. A place that is home not only for my body, but my heart. He is my best friend, the one who I wake up to and love falling asleep to. It could be 3am, and he is in a deep sleep, and I could crawl over and wake him up. Most guys would be pissed that their wife woke them up. Not my Jonny, he opens up his strong arms, and welcomes me into this sweet little place between his neck and shoulder, where I swear there is some magic potion in his body wash or cologne that magically puts me to sleep. 

I waited my whole life to meet Jonny. He is worth every lonely day, every tear and every moment that I waited to meet him. He is my greatest adventure and the sweetest gift the Lord has blessed me with.

Happy birthday Jonny Tillery. I love you more than words can say. Here's to many more years celebrating you.

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