This morning when I got to the table, I noticed that Mister was on my FB page and was busily typing. He shifted the computer so I couldn’t read what he was pounding out on the keyboard, and I laughed and told him that I would not read it. I immediately got busy trying to find a “Good Morning” picture for the page, as I usually try to do every morning.
I was in middle of typing out my good morning message when I noticed Mister kept looking at me and then my computer screen. After the fourth time, I remembered that he had posted something and I asked him if I needed to see it before I posted my picture. “I don’t know” was his reply. I just looked at him funny and asked him again if I really needed to stop what I was doing and check it out. This time I got a coy look and, “I don’t know, maybe….” I huffed a little (ok, A LOT), because I knew I had to stop in the middle of posting a picture, copy what I had written, and go see the page. In my mind, I was already focused on having to go back and start reposting the picture again and admittedly, was a little annoyed at the thought of re-doing something I had already started. And then I saw his post:
“Happy Semi-Anniversary, Sweetheart. Six months ago today, we were married! I continue to see that my first impression of you was very accurate. When I first saw a picture, the word that came to mind was “Empathetic.” I see that many folks get to see that in your writings and pictures also. I love you, Beautimus!”
And my first thought was, “ARRRGGGHHHHHHH!” I even smacked him on the knee. I must explain why THAT would be my first reaction.
I feel like I’ve been married to Mister forever. Not in a bad forever kind of way either. We were already so completely committed to each other that our official wedding day was just that… the Official Day that it was “government” approved (and the day we went for a really cool boat ride!). As such, EVERY day is a special and wonderful day with Mister. It also means that I constantly forget our anniversary date. I even blanked on it when I went to the Social Security office and they asked me what date we were married. I gave the man a blank stare, and then frantically searched the marriage certificate for the answer. Thank goodness Mister was sitting there, and he calmly said, “May 7th.” Yes, that’s it, May 7th! Note to self: Sear this date somewhere in your brain, and not in the What-we-had-for-dinner-last-Tuesday part of it.
Needless to say, every month that has passed since our wedding day (MAY 7TH!!) I have forgotten our little mini-anniversary’s. Mister, ever the romantic, has remembered every single month. About a week ago I remembered and I told him Happy EARLY Anniversary. He refused to accept it and said I was cheating. Hey…whatever helps, I’ll take it at this pathetic point.
Since my early anniversary comment didn’t count, once again, Mister remembered first. I was determined to remember the 6 month anniversary too. But, like I said, EVERY day with Mister is special and wonderful. So, it’s understandable why I would miss this one. Right?! *Hangs head in shame* I will NOT forget the 1 year anniversary. I will not, will not, will NOT!
Mister… I love you with all that I am. You have made my days so wonderful that I can’t even differentiate between the special days and the “specialer” days. You bring out the very best in me, and every day you remind me that I am a valuable person. You have loved me the way no one on earth has ever loved me before. Always aware of my strengths and weaknesses; always encouraging one and ever careful to never abuse the other. These months have flown by, and yet they feel endless. You make my life beautiful!
Living my dash with the most wonderful man ever…