Lover's Waltz

Lover's Waltz

Who knew..? Today is my anniversary. My dear partner in crime reminded me with a tossed off embrace and a rather sheepish look. It’s not like I expect anything… flowers, dinner, a shiny red mustang convertible…?  I rarely remember my anniversary. I am not sure why.  Maybe because it is so cold. I got married in southern California so January seemed like as good a time as any. But living in upstate New York in an old drafty house, January is not the time for negligees. We are in a sub-arctic run of below 0 weather right now.  This does not entirely explain my determined inattention to celebrate my anniversary.  Maybe I am afraid to jinx it. Like never looking a tiger in the eye. That information sure comes in handy. We have a good thing going, let’s not make too much of it.

More likely.. it is laziness. Celebration takes time and energy that I would rather spend elsewhere. Jeeez. Even as I am saying this it sounds soo lame. How about this…? Our life is so full of celebration and fun and laughter that we do not need any more. There I like that one better.  Alright all of this has totally depressed me. It’s his job to remember it anyway… isn’t it? Where is my slow waltz?

In honor of our anniversary – or lack of – I am sending out this piece about how we got married all those years ago. It is a little longer.  Let me know what you think. Check out Wedding Vows.

 

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