Today is my 7th wedding anniversary. Lucky 7! Since I know that the Masiwife is a somewhat regular reader here, I just want to say thanks to my wonderful wife.
Honey, thank you for the best seven years of my life. I hope we get many multiples of seven more. I can't imagine being married to somebody else. Well, I guess I could imagine because I have a good imagination, but let's just say I don't like what my imagination comes up with. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
February first is a significant day in old Celtic tradition. It is the Feast of Saint Brigid. In old Celtic tradition, the Celts would renew their wedding vows or decide "ah, the heck with you, I'm outta here" on every February 1st. So each year they would either choose to renew their commitment or decide to seperate and move on, but they could only do this on February 1st. My wife and I both really love the symbolism in that and each year we have renewed our vows- so far. The day isn't over yet, so I suppose she still has time to change her mind. (I'm obviously hoping the drugs don't wear off before midnight tonight.) After dinner tonight, we'll pull off our wedding rings on the steps of the church where we were married and renew our vows- I hope.
My wife is my best friend and I can not believe my good fortune to be married to her. Her wit, her smile, her intelligence and her unbelievable sense of humor have made my lilfe better than I ever thought possible. I know she could have done better, so I'm glad all the smoke and mirrors fooled her.
Thank you honey!