Week of Celebrations

*Yawn

I am feeling lazy for the past couple of days. My birthday was on Sunday. My husband and daughter made for a wonderful celebration. I had a chai tea latte with a shot of Bailey's first thing in the morning, followed by a glorious cinnamon waffle breakfast completed with a Mimosa. Rocco's Pizzeria Manager's Special in the evening, with a movie. It was glorious. I relaxed, my husband took care of everything including maintaining a clean kitchen, serving me hand and foot, and it was wonderful.

Today is our 3 year wedding anniversary. Celebrations today include a "happy anniversary" text first thing in the morning to each other, getting our daughter to public skate in the evening, and racing to my step-son's volleyball game.

Not really romantic, hey?

I'm not too disappointed, because I have to remember that this is real life. The world doesn't stop for birthdays (most of the time), anniversaries, and people's special occasions. Everyone has moments in their life that they have to stop, breathe, say they are taking in the moment, and then rush off to whatever kid function, or crazy moment they were in the middle of.

So with that being remembered, I simply pass a message onto my husband:

I'm thrilled to celebrate 3 marriage years with the most amazing, sexy, kind, man of God. I'm proud to say you are my husband. I'm honored to say I am your wife. You have treasured my heart, provided safety for my growth and given rest to my struggle. You offer your strength without hesitation, your covering without resentment and your protection without resistance. You are my beloved and I am yours. I love you!

And now, I must be off to exercise, clean the bathroom, and wash the floors! And they say romance is dead!