Dear Penny,

These days, too many people complain “I just want what I deserve.”

Well, that’s narcissism, pure and simple – as well as short-sighted and stupid. And I, for one, certainly don’t subscribe to that notion.

I want far more than I deserve. And that’s what I got when I married you.

So today, I wish the happiest of birthdays to my resplendent, charming, unremittingly passionate, delightful, and altogether marvelous wife, who could have done so much better.  

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Love,

Allan