Our anniversary is Saturday, and we haven't really talked about it. She's scheduled herself to work that whole weekend, and we have no plans.
I decided to just break the ice and give her a card now, with a nice bouquet of flowers. The card was a thank you card with Pooh and Eeyore, and here's what I wrote inside.
In remembering our 15 years, one thing shines. I regret nothing. If you hadn't come to me in January, I may not have awoken. If I hadn't been lost in my sadness, I wouldn't have found my happiness. If I hadn't left Karate, I wouldn't have been able to raise our children. I hadn't taught Karate, I may not have found my love of teaching. If I hadn't taken a chance, we wouldn't have gotten married. If I hadn't sung that song so many years ago, we wouldn't have shared the past 15 years. THANK YOU. You have been an amazing wife, mother and woman. We have shared a passion for life that is beyond compare. In honor of 15 years...
So there it is. It was on the table with flowers and some Kit Kats (Halloween season you know). She'd opened the card when I came downstairs, but didn't acknowledge anything. No thank you, nothing. That's exactly what I expected, and therefore I am not in the least disappointed. I brought the flowers up to her office a little later, saying they were for her on this rainy day. She said okay, and that was that.
My intention was just to let her know that I value all the time we've had, good and bad. She knows it, has some candy and flowers too. All in all, since she didn't get angry with me, I call it successful.
