We don’t make a deal out of our anniversary, for a couple of reasons. We did try, at first, and the first three years we tried to go out and celebrate? Each time, the engine in our current car blew. That happened the evening we married, too. So we decided maybe ignoring our anniversary would be best. We also tend to forget about it. Oddly enough, even with the chemo brain, this time I remembered. Today is our 39th year legal; it’s 41 years we’ve been together. Rick will be home late this evening, and we’ll do what we normally do, and ignore the anniversary business.
All these years, they’ve gone so fast. Decades ago, we sat and talked, and you pondered whether or not we’d be together when you were 64. (Yeah, that song was playing.) Well, now you know. I love you with all my heart, more than ever. And here’s hoping the car doesn’t die on the way home.