Day 15: Age 49
Big weekend. Hubby's birthday. First anniversary (tomorrow). Except why do I so often feel let down on the actual milestone days, and instead find that the most meaningful moments come unexpectedly? Maybe it's the pressure, to feel romantic, to feel that a meal or conversation must be special. To me, the best moments in marriage come unbidden, in the sleepy morning, when stream of consciousness conversations flow between spates of sleep and wakings. You?