This month is the month of my wedding anniversary. I don't think much of it because as far as I am concerned the marriage has been over over for a few years now(perhaps longer if I want to analyse it) and yet.
What am I, neither divorced or married in the sense of the word just very definitely a single mother.
In church when the blessing was given to all who were celebrating their anniversary this month, I did not stand up. While the priest gave his blessing, I felt like crying. Should I have stood up? What would I be celebrating? What does God say ? I got no answer.
I can't not think of it because I am reminded by my family. They are merely thinking of it in the usual way. I try not to think of it because I don't know what to think of it.
What does it really represent? A commitment that created three little lives, three new hearts and minds with their own expressions and experiences.
I suppose like many things, I need to come to terms with it, rationalise what to do with this date, because it will come again each year until it no longer means anything to anyone.
Instead of 'anniversary', I could call it something else.Why should I celebrate it or remember it ?
It's more than just a date.. it's the reason for my three little hearts.