Us then and now
Saturday, January 22nd 2005, the most special day of my life right next to the day I gave my life and heart to the service of Jesus Christ. It is the day I married the man I had prayed and saved myself for. The day I married my best friend, the man whom I could not wait to grow old with, the man whom I admired just as much as I do my Dad.
Tuesday, January 22nd 2013. I love celebrating the important things in life. Well I just love to celebrate period. And my anniversary is no exception...I had big plans for today, really big special plans, but unlike my wedding day that went off without a single hitch, this is 8 years later...this is 4 children later...and this is me. I made his favorite dessert, French Silk Pie in the morning and after that well the day just took a turn for the worse and I spent half the day crying over things beyond my control, and then the other half before he got home trying to pull it all together. And to make matters worse UPS had lost his gift! It would not ever be showing up and the company I purchased his gift from said a replacement could take up to 15 days!
Puffy eyed and tear stained I decided I needed to get my act together and still do this thing! I managed to have my hair done in one of the styles he loves most, my makeup on and I was wearing something nice (aside from the typical mom garb of black yoga pants/skirt) and the most important part according to him, I had a true genuine smile on, just for him when he walked in the door. He helped me cook supper and we laughed over the memories of our wedding day. We had a lovely little evening with our little ones playing around us. Then they were off to bed.... Our Anniversary celebration ended with a bang. Around 11pm just as we were finishing the final episode of Downton Abbey we heard our 4 year old call out "daddy!" then he threw up all over the place, and it just kept going all night long. We maybe mustered an hour or two of sleep.
I am so blessed by the sacrificial and sweet love of my husband, who uncomplainingly just did all the dirty work...at one point around 2am I was trying to help strip the bedding off to be washed and he gently push my arm away and said "I will take care of that, go lay down with Mack." I have come to the conclusion that one of the best ways of celebrating a special event such as an Anniversary is not in the fancy meal, the sparkling house, the perfect gift or evening but it is in the overflowing heart....at least that is the way I felt standing there around 2am in my baggy jammy pants with my special just for him hair-do all disheveled and wild, with a little boy throwing up in a bowl near my feet and my handsome husband looking down at me with a sweet smile, just pouring his love on to us. I really could not ask for more, it really is still a perfect day because I still have the one whom my heart loves right here by my side. What more can I ask for?