Married for 13 Years!

D and I have been married for 13 years!  I was hoping to find a more recent photo of us to post here, but I was too tired to look for them on the computer.

So, here’s a photo from Soso’s Holy Communion last year… yeah, that’s how far back I had to go on my Flickr account for a photo of the two of us. And even then, it’s not just the two of us! So sad…

I just realized our anniversary celebration is always going to be preempted by Punk’s birthday. Perhaps we’ll get to go for dinner on our 15th… oh yeah, that’s when she’ll turn the big FIVE. And our 20th will be her 10th birthday. Oh, we’re just screwed, aren’t we?

Happy ONE (!) Year Home Peanut!!!

This photo was taken almost a week after we came home, but I always think of this photo as the “homecoming” photo. D and Peanut were walking Soso to school, an ordinary, life-as-usual activity.

I have yet to post the 2nd birthday letter to Peanut. Or the 8th birthday letter for Soso for that matter and her birthday was in March. But, I have to post about today because in many ways, this is THE milestone I’ve been waiting for seemingly an eternity. The milestone, that at times (many, many time) I thought and we would never reach.

I can’t believe we’re a year home, a year of this family of four, a year of this crazy hectic life of ours. A year of little, tiny, microscopic steps forwards where now I can finally see the big progress. Thank God. Seriously. We have progress! As whiny and annoying as Peanut can be, how much we love her. How much she makes us laugh as we shake our heads at the same time. How much she fills us with the subtle joy that comes with hard work. Progress in deed. Happy, happiest anniversary of them all, one year home with Peanut.

Happy 12th Anniversary

Dearest D,

There was no fancy dinner, in fact it was a hurried meal of left-over ravioli from the other night.  We spent most of the day apart, me taking care of Peanut and you getting some much needed work.  The time we did spend were doing ordinary Sunday tasks like attending Mass, grocery shopping and returning some items to various stores.  Still, I wouldn’t want to do ( or not do) any of these without you.

Happy 12 years of marriage!

Love,

Me