What
Love’s Got to do With it
by
toosweetkimmer
When my second
wedding anniversary came around I was depressed and moody that
we had very little money available to spend on a great night.
After a lot of sleepless nights and self-pity I came to realize
that it was not what we did or where we went that mattered. With
a little creativity and a lot of determination I could plan the
perfect night and feel as much love as on my wedding day (but
for a lot less).
My first
adventure was to my local discount store where I purchased a tablecloth,
two special plates, and ten candles. When I came home I dug through
the closet with nothing particular in mind, but hoping I would
find something. I found an old vase and a couple of silk flowers
stashed away. I added them to my small collection of things and
was already starting to feel better.
Then I called
around and found out a local baseball team was playing that night
and always ended the game with fireworks. I searched in hope of
finding the perfect spot to see them. I ended up finding one that
was secluded and while it was not perfect it would fit the purpose
good enough.
My next goal
was to figure out how to pull both dinner and the fireworks off
as a surprise, since I would have to be home to cook it and the
fireworks were too early to have dinner before hand. After many
calls and some shed tears of frustration to people advertising
domestic services in my local guide, I found someone I trusted
to come to my home and setup everything. She was nice enough to
have some compassion since it was our anniversary and offered
to prepare dinner too, for just twenty dollars. I could not have
been more elated and grateful for her generosity.
I had seen
a carriage ride advertised in the paper a couple months before
and was still thinking about it, although I was unable to afford
the seventy-dollar a ride cost. I brainstormed with my sister
on how to make it work. Like they say, two heads are better than
one. We came up with an idea that I prayed would work. I printed
up flyers from my computer at home that offered the ride for half
price if someone was willing to share the ride with us. I found
a couple and could not have been happier.
My husband
was completely surprised; I had told him that we were not doing
anything because of our current finances. The love I felt for
my husband as we watched the fireworks from a distance that night
was immeasurable. I was filled with pride as well, knowing that
I had accomplished it all myself. It was much more personal and
gratifying that I planned something special rather than just going
to a restaurant or hotel for the night.
I am going
to celebrate my fifth wedding anniversary soon and still look
back at that night as the best. It doesn’t matter how much
money you have or how luxurious a hotel is. Maybe the exact same
thing won’t be possible for anyone else, but what does matter
is how much you love each other and that you never give up on
that. Renew your vows everyday, and never lose touch of the love
you felt when you said, “I do.”
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