March 20th was our sixth wedding anniversary. I say it like that, because this one wasn't exactly "celebrated" in the usual sense, what with Brian on a ship and so much distance between us. But, we each had what I'd call exceptional days.
Brian's was special because the ship was celebrating her first 45 days--the period after which each person is allowed to drink 2 beers in a roped off area on the flight deck (the "beer garden"). Only this celebration actually took place on the 65th day, so, it was long overdue. As luck would have it, Brian was overseeing an emergency surgery, so he joined the "steel beach party" a tad late. But even then, he managed to score a couple of Yuenglings, while everyone
else in his department seemed to be relegated to Bud Light or Coors Light. So, all in all, not a bad day--as far as days go on a ship. I like to think he drank (at least one of those beers) to our great marriage.
But even though I know he didn't, he did call, and even sent a very cute and delicious cookie bouquet for me and the girls to celebrate (eat) together. It said "To my honey" on one flower and "Happy anniversary" on the heart in the middle. Very sweet.
And my mom happened to be here helping me for a week, so we girls had a great day outside at the zoo with a picnic lunch. And then we all went out for dinner at A.W. Shucks along with my neighbors for some great seafood. So, all in all, a fairly good day--as far as days go without Brian around.
The fact that our wedding anniversary is always on the first day of spring has never brought me as much comfort as it did this year. The memories of our warm, sunny wedding day flooding my mind, the sunshine warming our days this March, the flowers coloring our world around us, two girls budding into beautiful people before my eyes...and maybe it's these things that are improving my mood. Or more likely, it's also that we are one season closer to summer, or Brian's return, when we can get back to sharing our normal way of life.
Brian's was special because the ship was celebrating her first 45 days--the period after which each person is allowed to drink 2 beers in a roped off area on the flight deck (the "beer garden"). Only this celebration actually took place on the 65th day, so, it was long overdue. As luck would have it, Brian was overseeing an emergency surgery, so he joined the "steel beach party" a tad late. But even then, he managed to score a couple of Yuenglings, while everyone 
else in his department seemed to be relegated to Bud Light or Coors Light. So, all in all, not a bad day--as far as days go on a ship. I like to think he drank (at least one of those beers) to our great marriage. 
But even though I know he didn't, he did call, and even sent a very cute and delicious cookie bouquet for me and the girls to celebrate (eat) together. It said "To my honey" on one flower and "Happy anniversary" on the heart in the middle. Very sweet.
And my mom happened to be here helping me for a week, so we girls had a great day outside at the zoo with a picnic lunch. And then we all went out for dinner at A.W. Shucks along with my neighbors for some great seafood. So, all in all, a fairly good day--as far as days go without Brian around.
The fact that our wedding anniversary is always on the first day of spring has never brought me as much comfort as it did this year. The memories of our warm, sunny wedding day flooding my mind, the sunshine warming our days this March, the flowers coloring our world around us, two girls budding into beautiful people before my eyes...and maybe it's these things that are improving my mood. Or more likely, it's also that we are one season closer to summer, or Brian's return, when we can get back to sharing our normal way of life.
I sure hope the Ancient Mariner picks up on that cookie bouquet idea.
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