Year Three: Leather

Today B and I celebrate our third wedding anniversay.

Time flies.

That is really the only way you can put it. Three years of being us, Daisy and B. We now have an annual party (Michigan-Ohio State game day chili party), a joint return address label, Christmas traditions and memories of breaking out the good china on more than one occasion. The two of us are traditional to the core, sticking to the list of Traditional Wedding Gift Genres for gift giving. As my friend put it, we are the couple that would happily give each other piles of stinking fruit of the traditional 25th gift was rotting fruit. So be it. Year three is leather, so I got B a gorgeous leather shave/dopp kit and he bought me a pair of riding boots I’d had my eye on for some time. We agree it isn’t about the gifts but we both enjoy hunting down something special within the given parameters. Tonight we’ll cook together and on Saturday we will go out for a fancy meal and celebrate just being us. Happy. Used to each other’s quirks. We still hold hands from time to time before we both laugh, pulling them away, hating the feel of a sweaty palm but reminding each other that they’ll always have someone by their side.

The next year is probably the foggiest of them all in terms of wondering what lies ahead. A new baby, a new house, new beginnings. But when we look at what lies behind us, on the road we’ve already traveled, I know we will be just fine. Our year ahead will be full of highs and lows, of homecooked meals and exhausted take-out boxes on the counter, but as always the good will outweigh the bad, the family dinners sticking firmer in my memory than the Chinese food eaten right out of the box. This is our last anniversary before we are parents and I know we both wonder what the differences will be- while remaining two parts excited one part terrified to see how it all plays out, but knowing in our hearts it will be just fine.

The past year brought us new jobs and old friends, travel and emergency surgery, sailing, sailing and more sailing, holidays spent with each other and weekends spent at the farmer’s market, of plane rides and car trips and a visiting nephew who wanted nothing more than to crawl in between us in bed to watch Lion King while sipping on chocolate milk. B, as it turns out, has an astonishing level of patience when watching the Lion King for the third time in two days, and I don’t mind chocolate drops on my cream coverlet as much I thought. This past year has been our craziest yet, but we know the best is yet to come. At the end of the day I can honestly say I come home to my best friend.  Happy Anniversary B. You make me happy.

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