Today begins the period of the year when SoldierMan is officially 1 year older than me.
For the next 2 months and 24 days, we are different ages. It’s always been a kind of a joke between us, especially since we got married during that interim period. So I married an older man. Ha ha.
This is the first of his birthdays we haven’t spent together, which really isn’t all that bad in Army terms. He doesn’t like a fuss anyway, and we had his traditional birthday cookie cake before he left.
Happy Birthday, Babe. I know you probably won’t see this, but I love you and I miss you. Looking forward to more cookie cake when you get back. :) You’re my favorite.