Yesterday I called to order you flowers for our annual celebration of June 11, 1988. I am not saying that Steve's Florist hires "feeble minded people", but they might. I asked her to include the word "Dateaversary" on the card. She really struggled. First in understanding what it was and ultimately really struggled to spell it.
So, I googled it. Dateaversary is simply defined as "the anniversary of the first date of couple". Pretty easy right? Simple celebration of day one.
Except when day one is one of 14,878 days. (I swear if you do the subtraction of the "gap" I am going to kick you).
When it has been that long, you think about it differently. Suddenly, 38 years of time exists and ONE day caused a change in our lives that the simple "date" means so much more. It suddenly went from a date and "will I like her" to "I can't wait to see her tomorrow". Except that tomorrows become a never ending thing.
In one day, suddenly everything become different. Prior to that day, I was someone different.
Today marks our dateaversary, and I keep thinking about how one ordinary day turned into something that changed everything. I didn’t know then what I know now — that you’d become someone I’d look forward to, rely on, and care about in ways I didn’t expect. I’m grateful for that first date and every moment since.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
