Yesterday Brad and I celebrated 8 years of marriage. The celebration was low-key, a yummy grilled dinner outside on the patio with the kids and then followed by champagne on the deck after the kids were in bed. It seems, really, not unlike many of our everyday normal evenings around here (except, of course, the champagne!). But still it was different. It was different because Brad met us at the playground on his bike with flowers attached to his backpack. It was different because Violet kept asking us questions about our wedding. It was different because we all toasted to 8 years and Violet was happy to be a part of it (maybe Henry was too, but I'm sure he didn't think any of it was different...)
We may not go out for romantic dinners, but we do make room for little gestures here and there on a daily basis which is just as important, I think...
Squeezed into a busy day of errands and a veterinary visit yesterday I managed to put the finishing touches on a little homemade anniversary gift. Every year I have given Brad something that encompasses the traditional wedding gift for that year. This year I was going to skip it seeing that he already got a pretty awesome sign at the barn sale, but alas, I couldn't let it go. The traditional gift for year eight is bronze or pottery, hmmm...
I ended up scultping a little heart out of air dry clay and then painted it with bronze metalic paint.
I admit, it is a bit elementary, but, at the same time it's simple and thoughtful and meaningful (to me anyway...) I won't post any cheesy thoughts...maybe the heart is enough :) But, simply put, it's been a wonderful eight years with my best friend by my side!
I love these words by A.A.Milne. They were read at a good friend's wedding recently and they truly touched my heart for the newlyweds, for us, and for many other people out there who have found their soul mates.
From Now We Are Six by A.A. Milne
A soul mate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise. Our soul mate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person. Our soul mate is the one who makes life come to life.