I was checking Facebook this morning before heading out to swim and was reminded it's the birthday of my cousin's daughter. She's five today, which is exciting, but then I remembered that her birthday is the same day as our wedding anniversary!
I kind of forgot we even have an anniversary. I looked at Ian and said, "Hey! Happy Anniversary!" and he looked surprised and then smiled and said, "Oh yeah!"
Then we took a moment to do the math and realized it's been 18 years. We are a whole-legal-to-vote-person-amount of married. Kind of cool!
I remember years ago in college my family threw me a surprise birthday party one year, but since I obviously didn't know about it I started the day feeling disappointed that nothing special was happening. I was just going with Ian to my grandma's house for dinner the way we did every Sunday. But then I realized that what was an ordinary kind of day for me was better than what many people get for a special occasion, and I had a lot to be happy about on my birthday. And then, of course, I got to be super extra happy anyway when we pulled up to grandma's and realized everyone had gathered there.
But I never forgot that genuine sense of contentment and joy that I came to just thinking about how good I have it in my day to day life. Today's anniversary is like that. I love my marriage. I like it just the way it is day to day. I don't need the super extra happy to enjoy it. Big gestures and special things can be fun and exciting from time to time, but I wouldn't trade that for how nice my life is in general at its most ordinary.
My husband spent the day doing all manner of things to keep our household running smoothly and to make our lives better. I hope I was as helpful to him. I think we're a good team. (Even if we're not good at remembering to, you know, check the calendar sometimes.)