Sometimes I’ve believed
as many as six impossible things
before breakfast.
Lewis Carroll
Two decades ago, my husband confidently announced the wedding date he had chosen guarantees that he will always remember our anniversary. Lately, giving him frank reminders 2 weeks prior and 2 days prior only made me feel like an iPhone alert to no effect. So the night before D-day, I finally asked, “Do you want to go out tomorrow?” He was still sweetly oblivious to the occasion and asks, “Why? We’re going out with friends this weekend anyway.” Grrrr! I finally confronted my laptop to make dinner reservations and grab the last 2 seats to Nora Ephron’s latest (and last) Broadway play, Lucky Guy starring Tom Hanks–which my Prince Charming had summarily dismissed as unlikely at the last minute.
My daughter woke me up too early the next morning with a three course breakfast on a rolling cart, complete with flower candles, hot tea, and a printed menu. She couldn’t convince her dad, the early bird, to get over his aversion to breakfast (and lounging) in bed, so she and I fed each other the meal she has lovingly prepared. She lay her head on my tummy and asked if I remember how a decade ago she was floating around in it. I meant it when I told her “You are my best anniversary present!” expecting her usual “I know.” Instead, she said, “I’m your gift for putting up with Dada!” And so very well worth it!
Lucky I don’t heed my mom’s advice to “marry him first and change him later.”
Lucky the qualities I married him for are still the same qualities I love about him today, despite seeing the other side of the coin.
Lucky I’ve learned to keep eyes open to the beauty of the one I wake up to everyday–because wouldn’t you know, being married to Mr. Early Bird means I usually wake up to me!
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© Sharon Birke
201 697 1947
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xoxox