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Foxy at 40

Today is the day. You know that big day in a woman’s life when she wakes up to realize she is not a just a cute little girl anymore. She is now a full fledged Foxy Mama. At least in my opinion. The first real thing I said to my wife this morning after taking my shower [by the way nothing I say in the mornings before my shower should ever count or be held against me] was how does it feel to be foxy, forty. No that was not the result of some sort of brain malfunction or early morning tongue trouble, it was a carefully planed out phrase meant to show her that no mater how old she thinks she is, that age does not, in my mind, diminish beauty. If anything she gets more beautiful to me as time goes by,in many ways, not the least of which is physically. I also took time to thank God this morning for my wife. I am so grateful that He has given me more than a mate. He has given me a best friend. She looks past so many of my flaws and loves me, not despite who I am but, because of who she knows I could be. She may not know it but her belief in me, despite all my screw ups, is what keeps me going most days. Yes, like any couple we have had our ups and downs, but we have got through them because of our belief in God and our strong love for each other. I truly am a lucky blessed guy. So sweet heart, I just want to tell the world how much you mean to me. I feel so very grateful to have had the blessing of getting to know you over the past twenty three years. I can not think of another person on this Earth that I want to spend that kind of time with. I hope that one day we can look back and give God praise again for another twenty three years, and when that time comes you will still be my foxy best friend. I love you and hope that in the days ahead I can show you just how much.