I am grateful that David and I have been married with the opportunity to share twelve wonderful years together. Honestly, as we celebrate each new year together, the feeling continues to grow that our time shared together is becoming more and more precious. These feelings are especially growing as I feel I am embracing life as if meeting up with a long lost best friend. I don't want to ever let go.
This year, for my 12th anniversary, I happen to be in Houston, getting treatment at MD Anderson Hospital. My angel, David, drove down to be with me for our special anniversary. Maybe I am not feeling up to salsa dancing, nor a movie, but just being in each others company made all the difference in the world.
A funny story about anniversaries: A week or so after my 4th brain surgery, the neurosurgeon was asking me all sorts questions to see if I still could remember certain things. He asked me, with David sitting in the room, how long we had been married. I assuredly responded, "one year." My surgeon had been working with me for many more years than that, so he continued with "are you sure? Hasn't it been a little longer?" Then he asked David to bear the truth. "Eleven years." My ears couldn't believe it, and I shrieked in shock!!! I kept saying that eleven years was forever, and there was no way that I could ever possibly been married for eleven years! I am sure it was a "fun" experience for David to convince me of our true amount of years together.
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