Yesterday was our anniversary. Okay, my alter-ego’s–or am I the alter-ego? It doesn’t matter since we’re older than dirt and have been married a good bit over half of our lives, 42 years. During that time, we’ve raised children, sometimes more than our own, provided care for parents, offered home to friends, bought and sold houses, gotten wiped out by Katrina, started over, faced health issues, and gone back to work when others were retiring. And, we’ve done it together. It hasn’t always been a bed of roses and we don’t always agree on things. Heck, we can’t paint a door together without inserted our opinion over the other’s. But we did it.
There’s not much we can give one another that hasn’t been done, but I have to admit, he totally made me smile this year. Beside the colorful bouquet of flowers, he got me a gorgeous dragon. Then, sitting on the island was another surprise today. He took a piece of a broken cheese cutter and fashioned a sling-shot for me. Only a man who’s known me for 42 years would think of something so perfect!