To clarify, this is not my wedding anniversary. I seldom remember my actual wedding anniversary. The hubs and I lived together for 10 years and had our oldest child before we were married. The child was 6 months old when we decided he deserved married parents. He was in all our wedding photos and is very proud of that fact. I only asked that he not volunteer that information to the nuns when he was in Catholic school (that was my own Catholic upbringing kicking in)...other than that, I'm proud of it too.
But we started celebrating this anniversary while we were living together to mark time (and give us an excuse to go out and drink...let's be real here) and it stuck. So when we were left to choose which one to celebrate we chose this one. It's been that way ever since.
We were two old souls who had passed this way before and were finally blessed to find each other. The rest was inevitable - it was God's plan...the Universe complied...and I was smart enough to say yes. Honestly there was no way that I could have turned him down - the pull was just too great. I kept trying to stay away since I had just left my practice husband and he and wife #2 had just split but I literally couldn't. It was like a magnet to iron - a BIG, STRONG magnet and a HUGE piece of iron. BAM!!!! We were stuck.
All I can say today is that in those former lives I must have done something very, very good to have been blessed with this man. He has taught me how to love unconditionally. He has taught me to parent from a position of respect rather than power. He has taught me that although love sometimes means saying you're sorry (okay...I taught him that), it also means forgiveness is always there also.
The most important thing he has done is to teach me to trust. I'm still learning that lesson. He's the one who could rip my heart to shreds and yet I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that he would never do that. That's a very big deal in my world.
So happy anniversary Big Guy! After 29 years you still rock my world.