The Firsts
Wedding Anniversary weekend. It’s tomorrow actually. 24 years. I’ve been dreading it for weeks now, and thanks to Facebook memories, I get to look back on some of our anniversaries together. The first one that comes to mind is, we’ve never really spent an anniversary together, so, like so many before, this one will really be no different, except, it really will be. Mark worked the weekend shift for so many years, that special occasions were often celebrated days before, or days after. We never really held much stock on the actual day. Anniversaries were no different. Usually a card was placed beside my coffee cup and I’d get it when I got up, or, there wasn’t, and I’d get a phone call later in the day, wishing me a happy anniversary, or I would call him, laughing, to wish him one. We were never a couple who needed date nights, or grand gifts or weekend get-always. We were just happy being together. Our life, was very simple. Date nights, which were very rare, may of included a trip to ...