I 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.