You are supposed to get tin, lead or aluminium on your tenth wedding anniversary.
Are you serious?
I’ve been married ten years… ten long years, and all I get is a bit of worthless metal?? That can’t be right. Surely Not!
Ten years putting up with each other. Ten years of listening to each other talk, whinge, snore! Ten years of fighting over the doona, and negotiating who has rights over the remote control.
Ten years is a long time, and all you get is tin?
Somehow it doesn’t seem right!
Lucky for me in the last ten years I’ve gotten just a little more than that.
We’ve bought houses, and cars and furniture together. We’ve talked and argued and shared. We’ve been through super crappy sad things, really tough difficult things, and totally amazing wonderful things. We’ve travelled and made a home. We’ve had three (almost four) children. We’ve done so many things… so much more than any bit of tin, aluminium or lead could ever represent.
So I was pleased to get a bunch of roses (ten red ones for each year we’ve been married and four white ones for our children) and take out chinese for dinner on my tenth anniversary. Very pleased indeed.
I may refuse to friend him on facebook but I really do love him.