Yesterday afternoon I called the Husband from work to check if, or rather confirm that he, like me, had forgotten that it was our wedding anniversary.
“Did you have something in mind for tonight?” I asked, scouting.
He thought for a while and then asked “How many years is it?” He got it.
Does this happen to everybody after so many years? Or is it just the Husband & I that have a different perception?
8 years ago, we had a very small wedding; a simple ceremony in the Warsaw Town Hall, followed by a family picnic in the city park. Rather than a grand event, our getting married was more of a confirmation of something we had already promised each other when we got engaged.
To mark the occasion last night, I picked up Chinese food – Lemon chicken; the Husband’s favorite – on my way home from work, and after having put the boys to bed we watched the final episode of LOST together.
Happy Anniversary, my love.
By Lovain
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