My husband Andy celebrates his birthday today, and in this year, and particularly this month, I am realizing the importance of family and the support and love we provide each other. Andy doesn’t always get pictured a lot here, despite my efforts to photograph him, but he permeates everything I do, because I can’t do it all without him.
He prefers quiet birthday gatherings, which is ideal for the current state of the world, and this month he’s in the midst of passing a kidney stone so he’s requested a plain vanilla cake instead of a spicier applesauce cake. That’s the sort of gentle soul he is.
Looking through the photo fault, I found these from a previous birthday dinner we had for him many years ago. Our history is rich with such gatherings and traditions, and I cling to them more than ever. As an integral member of our family, Andy has come to know all the quirks and eccentricities of being an Ilagan. He is my family and my home. Happy birthday, Andy – I love you.
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