There are many things that I regret. Things I didn’t do, things I did in fact do, things I should have done. Same goes for things said, not said, should have said.
There is one thing that I don’t regret though. I married a good man. The best. And he (generally) makes me want to be a better person.*
Yesterday Wouter turned 40. After spending a very busy weekend celebrating with family and friends in Montagu, we spent the day quietly. Mostly because Wouter had business meetings until very late. So today I sent cupcakes to his office (actually I delivered them myself – it is handy to work on the same campus, 100m from each other) and I spent yet another day thinking about what I did right when I married him.
I did goooood.
Wout at ~1 year old. No wonder our children are so shockingly good looking.
The cupcakes. With ribbons and all. And the ribbon is in a dull colour, the way Wout likes it. I didn’t say he was PERFECT, did I?
I, however, am the perfect wife. Obviously.
*Sometimes he makes me want to be a better shot, but that is a story for another day….. 😉
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