Today is our 3rd wedding anniversary, and even though Orlando says it’s stupid to write out something to someone you are likely sitting right next to (which I’m not at the moment), I still want to take the time to put down on “paper” a small tribute to our three years of marital bliss. 🙂
It’s funny, for year three the traditional gift is leather which typically gets a few laughs from people. Probably because they’re picturing, as my mom said, leather chaps or something equally ridiculous. But I think the ancient wedding anniversary gift maker-uppers (they totally existed) knew what they were doing when they chose leather for numero tres.
Leather is tough. It’s been through a lot, but it can still flex and mold to whatever shape is necessary. Leather isn’t affected by small changes in the weather, and it’s made to last a lifetime. A good marriage, a strong one, is a lot like that. Orlando and I aren’t always the well-oiled machine that my parents’ 26-year marriage is, but we’re getting there. We’ve learned to weather the small bumps in the road, and stay flexible for each other.
That last part may be the most important, because I’m not the same person I was three years ago, much less 7 years ago when we met. But that’s ok, because neither is he. Our marriage works because at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what’s been thrown at us, we’re still made to last a lifetime.
Next year, however, the traditional gift is linen or silk, and I have no idea what that is supposed to mean. I guess I’ve got a year to figure it out though. 🙂
Orlando, I love you, and I’m so glad that we’re together today to celebrate what makes us, us. You and Cora are the most important people in my life, and you always will be.
Love,
A
