Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Why yes, I was 10 at the time.

Today, my husband and I celebrated 18 years together. That's right 18 years ago, we saw each other across a crowded room and that was it.

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?

2 comments:

zippiknits said...

Happy Happy Anniversary.. and many happy returns of the day. let's see, you are 28 are you? ;o)

Batty said...

A bit late, but I wanted to wish you a Happy Anniversary because it's such a big deal. A calm, stable, loving relationship is worth so much. Looking at somebody and realizing you love each other even more than when you thought you loved each other 10 years ago. It's a beautiful thing.