Tomorrow is our anniversary. Thirteen. It makes you think. And it brings up memories back from our wedding in a small town in Tuscany, Italy. Just him and me. We tripped for two weeks. Came back married. Isn`t it interesting, that we chose to have this significant event of our lives, just the two of us, away from home, privately, solely.
It wasn`t our first trip together. I think used to call him “HubbyTours” already back then, because going on a trip with him is a wonderful experience. When we are abroad, I fill like a well-taken-care-of baby. He takes me here and there, taking care of everything in advance, leaving enough room to be spontaneous, his shoulders are wide and his arms are strong and I am all melted into that experience.
There was a time in the past when I thought I had the winning concept. I called it “a trip for a treat”. I explain: If two months before traveling we are already overly excited, and the same for two months after returning, then if you go twice a year , simple math shows us that most of the time we enjoy the pleasure of the prior , during and the after trip.
Today I understand that it is cool but it is even cooler just to live like this. All the time.
Last night , we sat in the living room and I said, what shall we do on our anniversary ? Because really, what shall we do .. ? Pour a glass of whiskey, sit down and make an in-depth conversation? We do it at least twice a week. Have sex ? We do it at least… uh , no, I’m not going to tell you how many times a week. I am already watching out from letter bombs delivered from blog readers so why I get myself into trouble. Sit on the porch with blankets and look along the garden he cultivates us and weave our fantasies of the world .. ? Ummm , yep, you get the idea, we do it all the time. Go out to a restaurant? Doing it a lot . Go out for a drink? The same. In short, we live in our relationship in the good sense of the term “our everyday life”. Thank God. So what to do on our anniversary that is no longer that day that you need to do something to do for the marriage? Well, I have no clue. Doesn’t matter.
