We got married 4 years ago today. I remain as happy about that as ever. (The baby diamond earrings, barely seen, are an anniversary present.)
There wasn't much fanfare today. I am preparing for an audit at work, and haven't even had time to go out and buy a card. Geoff has choir practice tonight. We saw each other for about a half an hour this morning, and for about 15 minutes this evening. He'll be home in about an hour, and about an hour after that, I'll go to bed. Tomorrow, though, Katie has a sleepover at Rebecca & Chris' house, and Geoff and I are going to dinner, and a movie, and afterwards back to the home we share.
The other day Geoff was telling me something, I don't remember what. I guess I must not have been paying enough attention, or I must not have responded with enough enthusiasm, because he started teasing me. "Oh, excuse me," he said. "I just thought you might like to know. I was just trying to share with you. You know, like we said we would do, almost four years ago, when we agreed to share our lives together. I was just sharing with you."
I smiled at him and laughed. "Thank you," I said. "There is no one I would rather share my life with."
We were in the car. He smiled back at me. "Right back atcha," he said. "Me, neither." And I kissed him.
There is something to be said for being extra thankful, at least once a year, for having made this choice, for recognizing that I would make this same choice again and again. He is my very favorite person, and I am his, and we have been married for four years. I see no end in sight.
And every day I am thankful for this small (or maybe not so small) miracle, for the continued sharing of our lives, for sharing love and hopes, for being each other's family.
Happy anniversary to us.