Sunday was my anniversary.
Well, not really.
It “would have been” my anniversary.
It “would have been” 18 years.
Last year I received my divorce papers signed, sealed, and delivered the day before the “would have been” anniversary.
Happy Un-Anniversary Honey!
The day passed generally uneventful and I thought of it’s significance mainly in passing.
The only striking moment was during the day when my son made an offhand comment about turning 15 this summer…and how it was significant.
This 15 year commemoration…
And how it should be celebrated that he made it to this point…
All I could think at the time was “yeah, my marriage made it to the 15 year point…and it fell apart.” See, that was the year my husband started sleeping with another woman, right around our anniversary actually.
Happy Anniversary Honey!!
We weren’t much for “getting” each other gifts. We always tended to just get the things we wanted rather than tell the other to “get it for us”.
So anniversaries came and went.
Interesting how it is now marked with the beginning of my marriage and the end of my marriage both with signed pieces of paper.
One stating that we were to be linked by law until “death do us part” and the other stating that we were no longer linked by law by the “death of our union”…
A new anniversary of sorts…
Happy Anniversary Honey!