October 7, 2002
Triscadecaphobic? Not in your life.
Today is our thirteenth wedding anniversary. No needling, no reminding, no blatantly obvious hints were required. I remember our anniversaries. And to be sure, our anniversaries remind me of things as well. They remind me of how crisp autumn mornings don’t necessarily mean that the only thing coming is winter. They remind me of how good the warm afternoons of an Indian summer can feel on your face. They remind me of having a cold, but not really caring that I have a cold. They remind me that autumn is the best time to have homes full of family and friends. They remind me of the smell of several things cooking all at once in a crowded, clamouring kitchen. They remind me of kids running around in backyards full of leaves, being as loud as they can, or at least as loud as the dog that’s running around with them. And they remind me of being immensely happy and truly in love with my wife. Even more than that Saturday in October thirteen years ago. Imagine that.
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