I've attempted to write this post several times but have abandoned it.  I don't consider myself a wonderful writer and I am attempting to write about a wonderful person. My words and composition just doesn't do him justice.
Seventeen years ago, I married the  most wonderful person. He is kind. He is generous. He is caring. He is talented. He is extremely smart. I find myself amazed even now that of all the people in the world he is the one God gave to me, to share my life with, my sad times, my happy times, to share our 5 children with. He does have quircks and he is far from perfect. But he is so perfect for me. He is what I am not. He is outgoing, I'm reserved. He is a jump in over your head person, I'm the toe tester. He loves the center of attention, and I love giving it to him. He truly completes me.  Thank you God for this truly wonderful man you have blessed me with. I love you, Tav.  Thank you for the most wonderful, difficult, happy, frustrating, hi, low, times in my life. I can't think of anyone I would rather do it with. Here is to 50 more years.