Monday, June 13

How Time Flies

Yesterday was mine and my husband's ten year anniversary.

Not our wedding anniversary, but the anniversary of our first date. Yes, we celebrate it every year. I have one of those husbands that loves to have any reason to give me gifts - and I love getting them. :)

But this Sunday was special. We wanted to go back to the same place that we had first dined at, but its turned from a steakhouse to a bar. :( Not exactly where I wanted to spend an evening. Instead, we had my parents watch the kids and we had a night to ourselves.

Dinner without turning to the kids and saying "eat" or "stop that" or "quit arguing" or "Do you want me to take you outside?".

We don't get these evening that often, so we readily went out, and even dropped the kids off early. So, off we went. First, we did some shopping. Wow. No stroller, no constant worrying that Gillian will stay with me, even if I do have a hold of her hand. (I'm a worrier by nature).

It was nice. Very nice. I even got a few things. After that, we went to dinner. What a lovely time we had, even if I did look around the other two seats and miss my children.

Funny how you look forward to a night out, but once you get there you wish the kids were with you. :S

Later that evening, after we goofed around so long that we missed the movie we wanted to see, we sat on the sofa drinking a glass of wine and looking back over our ten years together. We've survived so much with each other. Finanical difficulties, rough pregnancies and horrendous c-sections, time apart as my husband trained for his job, finding my to start achieving my dream of publication, and the latest, learning how to deal with a nearly 16 year old stepdaughter who has a grudge against the world.

But, we're surviving. We have always talked to each other, no matter how painful it can be, and its because of that that we're so close. He's my best friend, the one I know I can always turn to - my hero, my lover, my husband.

My friends always tell me I'm so lucky to have a husband like him, and I always say that I know I am.

2 comments:

Kelly Boyce said...

Your hubby sounds wonderful. I love hearing stories like that, of couples that get through the rough parts and revel in the good times. Reinstills my faith in love that has a tendency to wane at times being perpetually single.

Donna Grant said...

I hear ya, Kelly. I never thought I'd find my husband, but just when I thought I'd end up alone, there he was.

Funny how that works out, huh?

Never give up, hon. :)