Yesterday was exactly one month before our 9^th wedding anniversary. C and I took a walk around the Kubota Japanese Gardens where we got married. This is only the 3^rd time we’ve been back since the wedding, which is a shame, as we live not very far away.

The gardens have changed a little bit since we were there last, but we walked to the terrace where our wedding ceremony was performed, and then we got a little lost hunting for the moon bridge in the historic garden, next to the reflecting pool, where the best wedding picture was taken.

This weekend I attended a party for my great aunt and uncle’s 50^th wedding anniversary. In addition to family, numerous old friends were there- including people who had grown up with my great aunt and gone to school with her. With so many guests, they were often in different places. They didn’t even sit at the same table when it came time to eat. When they came up to cut the cake, I joked that it was the first time I’d seen them together all afternoon, and was that the secret to 50 years. I believe my great uncle nodded.

Today marks 8 years of marriage for my husband and I. It honestly doesn’t feel that long. Sometimes I wonder where the time went, but I can account for it all if I think about it. 100 words isn’t a lot, but its enough to say, I love you. I can’t imagine these last 8 years (11 really) without you in my life. I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
Talking with K about “home” the other day, I made the comment that at some point, I hope she found what I have. Home isn’t a place. It’s where you are.

This morning, I dropped my husband off at the airport. He’ll be gone for a week. In our 8 year marriage, this is only the second time he’s been the one to go somewhere.

I travel without him not exactly frequently, but once or twice a year. He hates to travel and is rarely willing to go places with me, let alone without me. In this case, he’s working a convention for a friend’s company, so its not quite pleasure travel,

But it does upend our status quo. And for once, I’m the one left home alone with the dogs.