20 February 2003 by Published in: in my life No comments yet



I’m writing this to make lunchtime get here faster. I’m starving, despite
the fact that I just ate most of a candy bar (it wasn’t a very good candy
bar, much to my disappointment). My head still feels oogy. I’m just not
recovering from this as quickly as I’d like to. Last night was our ninth
anniversary, and we did nothing just as planned. Nothing at all. On
Friday we might go out to Bruno’s for dinner. We’re exchanging very, very
small presents (CD size and COST, we both promised). Next year, on year
10, we’ll have to have a big bash. My friend,
and his wife are married 10 years this year and they are going to
England to celebrate. I can’t decide whether to ask for a trip to England
or a big honking diamond. Or both. Hopefully next year we won’t be in the
financial dire straits that we are this year and we can reward each other
with money to equal our love and gratitude. I don’t know whether I’ve ever
stated this in my journal, but my
is the best man ever. I wouldn’t trade him for another human
being, living or dead. Time goes on, and maybe I start to take him for
granted some, but I rely on him so much and I need him so much and I love him
so much and he never fails to make me smile. He’s the shoreline to my tide.
I sway and come in and go out and change every day, but he ever remains
steadfast, holding me up and anchoring me to the world. I am truly blessed
to be able to share even a year of life together with him, much less nine.
As usual when I stop to contemplate how fortunate I am, I cannot help but
also feel undeserving. I did nothing to get the greatest guy ever.

Lucky again! It’s lunchtime! More later.


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