Twenty three years ago on this day of February the seventh, born to this world was a wee babe given the name Jennifer Ann Humphrey. Twenty two years and some months after she came kicking and screaming into this world, this young woman deigned to marry the author of this post, and so the privilege has fallen upon me to commemorate said birth and said person, whom I could not be happier nor more blessed to have and hold for all birthdays (and ordinary days) henceforth. And so, I should take this opportunity to wish my wife, Jenny Ann Humphrey Foster, the happiest of birthdays.
Happy Birthday, Jenn.
You are my best friend and the love of my life.