Well….I don’t really call him hunster, I call him hunna. And he calls me hunna. And when the kids were toddlers, they called him hunna too. Yes, that’s what the hubby and I call each other. I’ve told the story before. Last year….I think.
But today is my hunna’s birthday so I just had to bring up all this mushy, hunna business. Why not. Our life can be so serious, but even in the heat of disagreement (oh it’s so rare), we are still calling each other hunna. It actually makes me laugh.
I think all of our friends are used to it, but maybe they think it’s weird. It doesn’t really matter, we like it. I wouldn’t think of calling him by his first name, that would be weird to me.
But anyway, I wanted to wish my fabulous, sweet, thoughtful, loving husband a very, happy, happy birthday. Our life together has by far exceeded any expectations I could have ever dreamed. We’ve been through so many changes and challenges and life seems to only get better. This is our year to shine.
I love you truly, whole-heartedly and devotedly.
One Year Ago: To My Hunna