You may think I am a sentimental fool to write you this letter.
After all, here I am . . . a 47-year-old man with graying hair and what can only be described as a beer belly.
We have been married close to 20 years and I cannot help but find it incredible that you still love me despite my many shortcomings.
You knew when you married me that my rather large head was rather full of beans. I thank you for marrying me nevertheless.
The kids have our good looks but your brains. I thank you for thinking I am a genius even though the kids know better.
I talk a lot. Thank you for listening a lot.
I know I don't pick up after myself as often as I should. Thank you for never forgetting to pick on me about it.
Your parents wanted their girl to marry a sane, stable and successful man. Thank you for making me one.
Your best friend hates me and I hate her. Thank you for not dumping either of us nevertheless.
I could never be your better half. Thank you for making me think that I am yours.
I love you.