37 years ago today, a boy was born to a loving pair of Italian-descended parents. I didn't know it at the time (as I was only 3 months old myself) but this boy would one day become the most important man in my life - my husband.
I've been lucky enough to celebrate birthdays with him for the last 9 years and each year has been better than the one before. And each year, I've been incredibly glad that not only did he come into the world 37 years ago, but that he came into my world 10 years ago.
Happy birthday, baby.
I love you.