A tenth anniversary too
Life can't get any more interesting than mulling over the fact that yesterday was my 10th Wedding Anniversary .... then it hit me that it WAS Friday the 13th. My mom questioned the wisdom of getting married on the date with 13th.
Wouldn't that be bad luck?
I reckoned that since my husband, the Hunkster Hubster, I affectionately call him was born on the 13th of December, you couldn't get any luckier than that, because 2x13=26 so it really isn't bad luck. If you take his birth month and birth date, you get 25 (12+13) ... with mine as 22 (04+18) making him ODD and me even.
A full moon risen
to add intrigue to the insight, we have a beautiful winter moon. It doesn't get more surreal than this: a ghostly moon because of the artic air descended upon us, a fainted white. From the reflection of the snow and crystals casting about a diamond glow.
The future for sure
How back then I probably imagined what our life would be like. Because there were a few things we both felt strongly about:
- our kids
- making a family