Baron and I recently celebrated our 1 year anniversary. (Monday, April, 23rd). Though we’ve actually been together for 11 years now, the first wedding anniversary seems to hold a bit of importance to me.
It’s a great achievement to have survived the first year. No one died, or was mortally wounded, or even suffered a major or minor injury! Emotionally, we still are still pleased with each other so that is a plus, as well.
Seriously, though It’s great to celebrate our lives together. I can very easily shy away from and push away romance, but I love him, and am very happy to celebrate our marriage.
I can’t believe it’s been a whole year since the wedding. I look back fondly on that night, as it was clearly the best party I’ve ever thrown and attended. The planning process was a whirlwind of fun, stress, and anxiety. I never thought I wanted to get married, much less have a big, fancy wedding. A lot of things changed between the end of 2009, when my thoughts started to change about marriage, to April 23, 2011 when we got married and celebrated with160 friends & family.
In 2009, after introducing me to a family friend at a funeral as “wife”, we were greeted with usual “oh congrats, how long?”. Baron muttered and stuttered how we weren’t actually married, just common law. I was a little shocked he used the term wife, but he explained “girlfriend didn’t cut it”. We had just purchased a home together, and honestly there’s little greater commitment than that. We realized that maybe it’s ok to get married, and there’s a reason why a large segment of the population are fighting to get this right – it does still have some meaning to it. It was at that point that I decided I was ok with the idea of maybe, perhaps, being engaged… but not getting married any time soon. We would have a really long engagement, of course. Let’s not rush anything, we’d only been together 8.75 years at that point. It was the following February that he proposed. We originally thought of a lengthy 2 year engagement, putting us at a nice mid-winter 2012 wedding. Parents have a way of changing everything, and thus it was pushed up to 2011. I’m pleased with how everything turned out.
Fast forward to the big date in 2012 and Baron had so kindly started off my day by making me french toast for breakfast – my favourite breakfast food. He sent me roses at work, and then we went out for dinner at Bymark. We ate SO much delicious food there. We tried to do something afterwards but were too full, so we lazed around and watched T.V. It’s how us ‘ol married folk do
According to wikipedia, the first anniversary gift in U.S. custom is paper. We both accidentally delivered on this, as I got him tickets to a TFC game, and he got me tickets to a concert. It’s technically paper.
The TFC game was fun to be at, even though the team, like all teams in Toronto, sucked!
At least it was a nice day.
Our anniversary was nice. I often ponder how lucky I am to have met this weirdo. His weirdness is so similar to mine. He is a man who loves me for my intelligence. We are a great unit, and I look forward to celebrating many more anniversaries with him.