Yesterday I got a pedicure. And in between coats of Essie “Sugar Daddy” and flipping the pages of August’s Food & Wine Magazine, I mentioned to the technician that tomorrow (today) is my six month wedding anniversary. She was really happy for us.
She went on to say that she has been married for ten years, and her step son also has been married for a few months. She said she has friends who ask, “how do you make it work?” and “how has your marriage lasted so long, (when others do not)?”. And we agreed together that it works, and not just works but thrives, when you continue to make the effort, celebrate the “montha-aversaries”, and continue dating like you did when you were just boyfriend and girlfriend.
So as if Mark was a mind reader, last night when I got home my husband had made dinner, which smelled delicious, and sitting on the table were these:
I am a very lucky girl.
Happy Six Month Wedding Anniversary to my wonderful husband. I love you, always.