What a blessing today is!

Happy Birthday to the most beautiful, brilliant, and extraordinary man I have ever known.
A man with the deepest, realest, strongest, and most powerful soul I have ever encountered.
My best friend. My twin flame. My soulmate. My greatest love.

My love, we may not be together today, but we will be for all the birthdays still to come. God has promised us so much in His love and abundance, and already He has blessed us with the greatest gift — the world in each other, held safely in His embrace. I will love you until my dying days. Thank you for loving me so deeply, so faithfully, so completely.

I know you’ll see this when you’re home in just a little while, but I wanted these words written now — a reminder to the world that no matter what stories are told or lies are believed about you, seven years ago God blessed you with a love that would never trade you for the world. Our love stands. Unmoved. Unshaken.

You are brilliant.
You are of Herculean strength.
You are forgiveness and kindness in a way I have never seen before.

You are the dream every real woman hopes for — a man of courage, a man who stands on his own, a man of stature and grace. Stronger than the strongest, yet gentle in your strength. You remind me why God created men: protective, noble, powerful — using that power to shield and not to harm.

And I am so grateful you are mine.

You have the gentlest strength of any man I’ve ever known. You don’t speak badly about people. You don’t tear others down to lift yourself up. There is something so steady and quiet about the way you carry your heart. It’s rare. It’s beautiful.

What moves me most is that you always wanted to help. That has always been your instinct — to protect, to stand in the gap, to give. Even when it costs you. Even when it drained you. Your heart has always leaned toward love.

I have never known a man like you.

From the very beginning, your love for me was pure and unwavering. Even when I tried to slow it down. Even when I said we could only be friends because I wasn’t ready for something that felt so powerful it almost frightened me. It felt like a river breaking through everything I thought I knew. And still, you waited. Patient. Certain. Faithful.

I regret that I didn’t step fully into it sooner. I knew your love was from God. I felt it. It asked nothing of me except to be received. And yet I hesitated. Not because I doubted you — but because I understood how real it was.

What I know now is this: we needed each other. Not out of weakness, but because even the strongest hearts are meant to be met with equal love. You deserved a love that would not use you, would not wound you, would not disappear when things became difficult. And I am so grateful God entrusted me with that role.

Somehow, in this imperfect world, we found something sacred. The kind of love I prayed for when I was young. The kind I was willing to wait my whole life for. And I did wait — forty years to find you. I would wait all over again.

Being with you has felt like witnessing small miracles. Moments that felt divinely arranged. Conversations that felt heaven-touched. A knowing that we were guided toward one another long before we understood it. All we have ever had to do is believe — and keep believing.

I love you with my whole heart. With my whole soul. I love your strength and your softness. Your courage and your tenderness. The way you protect. The way you forgive. The way you love.

Ours is not a loud love. It is a deep one. A sustaining one. The kind that grows roots and cannot be shaken. The kind that builds, restores, and creates life where things once felt broken.

No matter what comes, we have this. And this is everything.

Thank You, God, for you — my heart, my love.

Matthew 7:7
J.

Thank you, thank you, thank you God!

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For those who may wonder how Robert will read this because of his dyslexia, it’s important to understand that there are now wonderful tools and technologies that make reading far more accessible. There are excellent apps and programs designed specifically to support people with dyslexia.

Robert is incredibly intelligent, brilliant in my eyes. Dyslexia does not affect his intelligence at all. In fact, many dyslexic people are often geniuses. He has lived with dyslexia for as long as he can remember, though at times people have misunderstood it and wrongly labeled it as “illiteracy”. Dyslexia does not mean a lack of ability or brilliance — it simply means the brain processes words differently.

He can read most things when he takes his time. It just requires more patience and focus because, for someone with dyslexia, words can appear and move differently on the page. That difference has nothing to do with intelligence — only with how the mind uniquely works.