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Christmas in November

My husband and I celebrated our anniversary yesterday. Counting the years we’ve known each other in childhood, the years we became best friends in high school and college, the years we were officially together as a couple, and the years we’ve been married, we’re a year past our “silver” anniversary. Not bad for best friends, really.

We celebrate many anniversaries. The first time he said “I love you.” (January) ♥

The first time I said “I love you.” (February) ♥

The first time we held hands. (March)♥

The first time we kissed. (May) ♥ 

The first time we got married. (September)♥

The second time we got married. (November)♥

Name it, we remember it! When I think about how we find a cause to celebrate almost every day of our lives together, I cannot help but be grateful for this sweet, loving, faithful man.

And to sweeten the icing, he gives me the best gifts ever!

I don’t mean to focus on material gifts alone, although he is an expert when it comes to things I need or want. He can almost sense them intuitively, even when I just need the most basic things like underwear  or lingerie (imagine a grown man buying his wife plus-size underwear and you know he’s one secure individual). More than this, however, he delights in buying me gadgets: cellular phones (this year’s gifts, see picture), digital planners, laptops, gaming consoles (Nintendo DS, PSP, Wii). Gadget geeks, we truly are.

Christmas In November

And while I treasure each and every gift he gives me, the best gifts I remember are those that involve little money and just a lot of love. Like the time he serenaded me with Josh Groban’s You’re Still You at six in the morning. Or the time he sang and recorded my favorite songs in a crowded recording kiosk at the mall, at the risk of humiliating himself in front of everyone listening. Still, one of the best gifts he has ever given me (and he has given me a LOT!) was a song, written in the beginning of our relationship.

Please don’t doubt you’re beautiful/ There’s springtime in your eyes/ Your every touch a poet’s line/ With love in every smile…

He sees my beauty, even when I am at my ugliest. He loves me, even with all my imperfections, flaws, and shortcomings.

With a friend, lover, and husband like him, who says you can’t have Christmas in November? 

4 Responses to “Christmas in November”

  1. Cookie Says:

    You’re so lucky!

  2. okasaneko:hellokitty.com Says:

    Thank you! I really appreciate your comment. Hope you visit again!

  3. julie Says:

    Belated happy (26th) anniversary!

    The song’s words are so lovely!

    You know P, you are born to be a writer. Words seem to flow from you, effortlessly. The posts you have written about Alphonse had me crying, wanting to reach out to you, to hug you to give you comfort, even for a short while. But I know you won’t be needing this comfort for long because you are happy. You have accepted that we, you, can’t change some things the way we want to. And by not doing that or wishing that, we tend to be stronger and ever more ready to face the challenges head-on.

    Thank you for the inspiration.

  4. okasaneko:hellokitty.com Says:

    Teacher J, I draw strength from people like you, people who accept our children as they are, warts and all, and love them for all they bring into this world. :-) Thank you, too, for the friendship.

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