Every year with you has taught me something different about love. Some years taught me how much joy can fit inside ordinary routines. Some years taught me patience, forgiveness, and the quiet strength of staying close even when life is loud. But every year has made one thing clearer: I am grateful that this story is ours. I love the life we are building, the memories we keep returning to, and the way you make even simple days feel like something worth remembering.

There are years that feel bright because everything is easy, and there are years that become bright because we learned how to hold each other through them. I am grateful for both. You have been my steady point, my familiar light, the person I look for in every room and every version of the future. Another year with you feels less like counting time and more like noticing the constellation we have been drawing all along.