Do you remember when…

On 4th of July, we fought over where to park downtown, like we’d been married for 60 years? Three trips around the same block, yelling back and forth to each other until our youngest yelled, “We’re driving in circles!” and our oldest said, “No, we’re driving in squares!”  Who could keep fighting after that?

Do you remember when…

Our second son started kindergarten? How he walked right in without even a tremble of his lip. Such a night and day experience for us. I think I made it all the way home before I cried, but I’m really not sure.

Do you remember when…

We fought for our son, believing in his perfection? Goddamn, that was hard work, seeing beyond society’s views to a larger picture. But it was worth it. It’s beyond fun to watch that larger picture grow into reality.

Do you remember when…

Our first son started kindergarten? How he screamed, “DON’T LEAVE ME, MAMA! COME BACK! COME BACK!” as we walked away from him. Did I make it out of the school before I started bawling?

Do you remember when…

We built our house? Apparently we should have fought the entire time, or so they say.  Our plaque for BEST COUPLE IN THE WORLD hangs proudly in our den since we didn’t fight at all while building.

Do you remember when…

We moved down to the coast? How I didn’t want to go because of the risk of hurricanes, and then we went on to experience the summer of 2005 with Arlene, Cindy, Dennis, and Katrina, all within our first four months here.  Fun times, fun times.

Do you remember when…

You were losing your job? What in the hell would we do? We had a house, two kids, a car, what would we do? We did what we did, we were okay in the end, landing where we’re meant to be.

Do you remember when…

We sat in the urologist’s office, my hand poised over the consent form and I didn’t want to sign it? Of course you remember. Like I let you forget.

Do you remember when…

I called you at work, telling you I thought I was in labor? How you rushed right home, this was IT.  Well, 22 hours later it was finally IT.  How his heart rate plunged, they called in extra nurses who practically sat on my stomach, helping shove him out.  He was perfect and fine, we fell right in love. Infinite love times two.

Do you remember when…

I showed you two pink lines? It was April Fools 2002. It can’t be a coincidence that that son has the most wonderful sense of humor and has made us laugh ever since.

Do you remember when…

I confessed my fear to you?  Our toddler son hated my hugs, to the point of kicking me and screaming if I tried. That was the first time I whispered the “A” word.

Do you remember when…

I called you at work, telling you my water broke. How you rushed right home, this was finally IT.  Well, in 21 hours, it was finally IT.  How long did you have bruises on your shoulder from my grip? I know you don’t remember all the things I screamed that night, or if I even did, and for that lack of memory, I’m thankful.

Do you remember when…

I showed you two pink lines. It was New Years Eve 1999. Didn’t that bring the whole “out with the old, in with the new” home? It can’t be a coincidence that that son would, like the dawning of a new millennium, light the way to new thinking.

Do you remember when…

I went off the Pill and became a raging hormonal maniac? Fun times, fun times.

Do you remember when…

We almost lost it all, and by “all” I mean us. How we almost drowned our young marriage in the mundane reality of day-to-day life.  Why did none of the romance movies or books tell us that you eventually fall out of love and into…what? Laundry? Bills? Shit, why did no one tell us?

Do you remember when…

We bought our first house. We had NO idea what we were doing. You mean the house doesn’t come with blinds? Or a FRIDGE? We have to buy these things?! We made it, though, and, my god, the things that house saw.

Do you remember when…

We said ‘I do’ 13 years ago today in that white antebellum mansion? We were scared out of our minds, so much so you put the ring on the wrong hand during the ceremony. The officiant had to tell us to switch hands. So our marriage started off with us laughing at ourselves.  I honestly can’t think of a better way to start at life together.

Do you remember…

it all? I hope we don’t forget. Life is an adventure and I can’t imagine it with anyone other than you.

Happy anniversary to my love, and, perhaps more importantly, my very best friend.

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