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50th Birthday Speech Sample
Fairy tales can come true, they can happen to you…when you're young at heart. I love that song, "Young at Heart," for a lot of great reasons. Here are just two of them. First of all, my husband Gerry epitomizes the idea of being young at heart. And second, I truly believe that fairy tales can come true. After all, I met Gerry. That's a fairy tale in a way. And, I suppose, one of God's miracles.
I came to the US in 1990 and I was really at sea in many ways for those first few years here. But it all changed in June, 1992…when I met Gerry.
In short order, he invited me to join him on a weekend boat trip and we went the local Pathmark supermarket to stock up on all kinds of food for the voyage. He told me to buy anything I wanted and those words were like manna straight from heaven. We bought up what seemed like the whole store and we got aboard and each of us got down to business. He with the boat, me with the preparations for dinner. I cooked up a feast for this great guy and he loved it. Even better, I loved that he loved it!
We've traveled a lot since then, Gerry and I, to all kinds of places. We've seen the world together. Rio, Buenos Aires, LonGerry, Rome, Mexico. How I LOVE Las Ventanas, Mexico! But as far as I'm concerned, the best place Gerry and I have traveled to is the altar.
I'll tell you something that I've always believed in my heart. Our marriage is, to me, like a gift from God. In a sense, it's a classic traditional marriage, finding someone you really trust, you really love. Traditional in the finest sense…a partner for ever, in sickness and health, for better, for worse. For us, in our marriage, it has all been for the better.
Of course, Gerry isn't just a wonderful husband. He's also a fantastic father -- and he always has been. We have three children in all. John, our first, was born in 1998. He's soft spoken, sweet and utterly charming, a son just like his dad. The only difference between them is John's mane of curly hair.
Sofia, our second, came to us in 2001. And what an arrival it was! She was delivered by her daddy himself -- on the basement floor in our house. I'll never forget that incredible experience. There I was, lying on that floor, Gerry hovering over me, calm and in complete control, imploring me to relax…suggesting that I think about the beach in my beloved Rio when the contractions were just about 20 seconds apart from each other.
Our third child, our youngest, is Sara. I call her the little Brazilian. She's determined and bossy in her ways. But she's as charismatic as they come, just like her daddy.
Of course, underneath it all Gerry does indeed have an imperfection or two. That's alright. Those little foibles make me love him even more. For instance, he never puts things back in the same place where he found them. Consequently, he can never FIND anything when he's looking for it. And one more thing, he has a habit of leaving his shoes -- and his balled up socks -- wherever he pleases throughout the house. But I don't mind. In fact, those little habits are as much a part of Gerry as everything else, and I love them for just that reason. As I said before…for better, for worse. And in this case, the "worse" isn't so bad.
On the subject of Gerry Block, there are two very special people here today who are true experts, and as such I am thrilled to acknowledge them…with a great deal of love. First is Gerry's mother, Nellie, a wonderful woman who always believed in me, always felt that I would be a good match, a good wife for her darling son. Nellie, your presence, your prayers, all your thoughts and efforts…they mean the world to me.
And then there's Esther, Gerry's granny. Yes, his grandmother. She's our pride and joy and, come this October, she'll reach the regal age of 102 years young. Dorothy lives with us and we all really love having her. There's no mystery at all as to why Gerry is such a special person. Look at his mother, and at his grandmother, and you can see exactly where his greatness comes from.
Yes, it's Gerry's 50th birthday. And he's truly young at heart in every way. In body, in spirit, in attitude, in energy, in hopes, in dreams, indeed. My husband is a wonder and I'm as grateful to God as can be.
Gerry, wonderful father, loving son, adoring grandson, fabulous husband…on this special occasion I can only say thank you for all that you are. As much as you think I love you…I love you even more. Stay young at heart, and enjoy many, many more years of happy, healthy, wondrous life. You deserve nothing less.
Love,
Barbara
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