In some ways, this anniversary seems more personal, more relevant than our wedding anniversary. This anniversary is one that only we know about. Only we know what happened on that date. I can remember the look in his eyes and my sense of intrigue. He remembers what I wore in fine detail.
Our wedding anniversary was less about us, and more about society, acceptance, and morality in some ways. It's just as important but not as intimate.
And you know what, we have reached the point of quiet acceptance and affection that not all couples have. The point where you know what wine someone likes relative to your wine appreciation and you are right every time. The point where you no longer have to chat and put on pretense and pretend to be someone other than you are. The point where you realize that this is really IT, and it's not all fireworks and romantic music, and that that is really soooo much better than fireworks and romantic music.
And it only took 18 years to get here.
Why, yes, I was 10 at the time, and he was 21. Really. Why do you ask?