I forgot our wedding anniversary.
Or, more specifically, I forgot how long it takes stuff to get mailed to Iraq. And I missed my window.
Now, my husband? He blows it every holiday. Christmas, birthday, anniversary: I usually get a story. A story about why he couldn't get me the present he was going to get me. I am used to it; it's part of my husband's charm. Now it's just a running joke.
But this year he came through. He ordered something from Amazon, and it arrived plenty early. And wrapped! Amazing.
And I had nothing for him.
And then the day of our anniversary came, and I didn't even have hope and love to share with him. I had bad news and sadness.
He should've gotten a lovey-dovey anniversary post, like Mrs Hubs wrote. So I'll try now.
My husband is so absolutely exactly like me that it's scary. Specifically, we both grieve the same way. And he's been a big help, sending me sarcastic one-line emails that express our frustration and sorrow while helping put a smile on my face. For example, the email he sent when I told him his MBA diploma finally arrived in the mail.
Good thing the diploma didn't die in the mail causing me to have to start my degree all over again. You never know these days.
He's just the right amount of sarcastic and irreverent for me. But he also wrote a long, emotional letter too, about watching the other soldiers share the stuff their kids had sent them for Father's Day.
He's just perfect, and I feel so bad that he's so far from home right now.
But you know, he and I are also exactly alike in one other way. He said the other day that, even if our family is only ever me, him, and the pup, that's good enough for him. I feel the same way. I feel so absolutely lucky and awed every day that I found him. And he's enough to keep my heart happy for the rest of my life.
Husband, I'm sorry you got gyped out of an anniversary.
I love you.
Posted by Sarah at June 21, 2008 11:25 AM | TrackBack
I am WAY more the 'guy' in my relationship when it comes to annivesaries & birthday type things. :) More than once I've found a card tucked in my car or bag and thought, "Holy cripes! I forgot...note to self: stop to get card on way home."
You and your husband are two very well matched people. I like you both--which is rare, as I do not like people as a general rule. I'm glad you have each other--I'm betting you just being you & there is always enough for the Mr. :)
{{Hugs}}
Posted by: Guard Wife at June 21, 2008 12:08 PM