Our
Thirteenth Anniversary:
Lucky in Love?
I always
make a big deal out of wedding anniversaries. Why not? Each one
is an accomplishment that should be celebrated. I figure we shouldn't
have to wait for a "landmark" anniversary to pull out
all the stops.
I had been
making plans for weeks: dinner reservations, hotel reservations,
and picking out just the right thing to wear. I even had babysitting
handled. My sister agreed to keep the kids overnight if I'd do
the same for her on her anniversary.
Everything
was going great until I suddenly realized that our "thirteenth
on the thirteenth" was on Friday the thirteenth! I berated
myself for getting married on that date. I mean, we had to know
that it would fall on a Friday at some point, but why on our thirteenth
anniversary? This could not be good.
I was freaked
out about it, but I decided to go forward with my plans. I had
worked overtime, saved and planned, and I was going to surprise
my husband with a great anniversary... even if it was unlucky!
In the week leading up to our special day, I was a nervous wreck.
I began to
think that we should just forget the whole thing and stay home.
When I woke
up the morning of our anniversary, and looked at my husband, my
fears began to melt away. How could anything bad happen? I was
far more than lucky; I was blessed with this wonderful man for
my companion, my friend, and the father of my children. My husband
of thirteen years.
Friday the
thirteenth or not, I wasn't going to let anything stop us from
celebrating our many years of love for each other. The funny thing
is that I don't even think he noticed what day it was, or maybe
he just didn't say anything because he didn't want to shake me
up.
Either way,
we had a terrific anniversary. We enjoyed excellent food and wine,
and stayed in a gorgeous hotel suite. Most of all, we enjoyed
each other.
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