I had planned to be in my office early this morning, with time to write part two of my Boys Adrift review.
When I got into my car at 7:00, however, the battery was dead as could be. A thirty-minute wait for AAA to come, try and jump start the car (only to discover the battery was hopelessly corroded) and the installation of a new battery meant that I made it to my office late, with no time to write a long post.
But no irritation can detract from the happy reality that today is our second wedding anniversary. These have been two extraordinary, blessed, and transformative years. (And let it be noted quickly that none of my first three marriages ever made it this far.) To be married to my best friend, to be joined in a partnership that blends deep contentment with deep challenge, is better than I could have hoped for or imagined.
We’ll celebrate tonight with Pilates and pasta, with only a short interval between the two.
Happy Anniversary!
Wonderful, Hugo, Blessing for many more years of joy.
Bon anniversaire, Hugo and (as far as I can recall) anonymous spouse. I remember quite distinctly the day you announced to us — quite suddenly — that you had been married over the weekend. I wish you both many more happy years together.