loveI don’t remember what our plans were for our first anniversary, but I still remember my friend’s reaction.  Why weren’t we going somewhere for the weekend?  What was wrong?

When she married and had her first anniversary, I saw what she had been expecting.  A trip.  A B&B.  Hoopla.

The reality is that we don’t mind trips or B&Bs or hoopla but we’re just as happy with dinner out.  Or dinner in.  Maybe a movie.  Or a hike.  Love doesn’t have to be flashy to be love whether it is the love between my husband and I or God and I.

Love is love.