Dates or Times…..

So, yesterday was our Anniversary.  Yay us.  So far so good.

I know some people make a big deal of their anniversaries, but I gotta be honest…. I’m more interested in the day we met then the date we decided to make it official.  We have been together since 1995.  That’s nearly 17 years of our lives together.  That’s craziness!

The first anniversary, I didn’t even remember.  Chris called and said, “My parents want to take us out this weekend, do we have any plans?”  I said, “No…why would we?”  He said…..”Ummm….it’s our ANNIVERSARY!!!??”

My first “Fail” as a wife.  Nice, huh?

I don’t remember dates.  It’s all I can do to get through my day, I swear!  Well, let me rephrase that….I DO remember dates and many of them.  I just forget to celebrate them on THAT DAY, because I don’t pay attention to what the date is when I’m living my day-to-day life.

And as most of you know, my planning skills are for sh*t.  I’m just not good at thinking ahead.  It’s probably my biggest weakness.  And I can say this, because if I actually did plan ahead, my house would be a bit more organized.  That is, unless I spent my time planning how not to clean it….. but I digress.

I know the dates of most people’s birthdays (as long as their were friend BC or Before Children).  If you met me after children, I don’t remember your birthday.  I’d be lucky to remember your last name.

But during this time of year, we go from Halloween, to Thanksgiving, to Christmas to New Years to our Anniversary, to Superbowl, to Chris’ birthday in February.  It’s a LOT!!!

Chris knows that our anniversary is just a mile marker.  So we are good to acknowledge itquickly and move on.  But his birthday should be a little more special.  (However, there was that year that we celebrated Chris’ 44th birthday…only he was actually 45.  Another “Fail”.)

Jeez, Louise…..how do I get by???

Thankfully the people around me forgive me my ‘fails’.  Apparently, I have enough to offer the rest of the year.  (either that or they are just really nice).

So even though our Anniversary was low-key – at least I didn’t forget it this year!

I’d gladly forget my birthday if my kids would let me.  They don’t understand why it’s not exciting to us adults.  I told them that after children are born, we pass the baton to them.  Getting older to me is just one more day I don’t have my kids around.  And I’m trying to hold on to the years as much as possible.

Last night before Aspen went upstairs, I said, “Come over here and snuggle with me”.  I was sitting at the dining room table with my feet up.  She climbed up on me and fit so snug, it reminded me of when she was a baby.  Neither of us moved for quite a while.  It was so comfortable and felt so good I didn’t want it to end.  I’m glad she is a peanut.  I can picture myself doing that with her when she is 20.

Holding on to my days is more important than dates that acknowledge certain events.  I told my mom a long time ago, when it comes to my birthday, I would rather have her out with me at lunches then to get a gift from her.  The time I get with her is more important than a check I will deposit and put towards bills.

Value the moments.  Dates are nice, but moments are priceless.

Happy Wednesday