The Last First Date

On this day seven years ago I went on my last first date ever …

December 29th, 2005 …  Mike and I went on our first date, and we’ve been together ever since.  I still remember it like it was yesterday … I can’t even wrap my head around the fact that it’s been 7 years … It’s a surreal feeling, because on one hand I feel like we have been together FOREVER … and then on the other hand, I feel like I blinked and seven years passed.  Kinda crazy …  and over the course of the last 2,555 days (wowza, that’s a lot of days) I have been blessed to be with a man who loves me just as much as I do him.

I would be lying if I said it was all sunshine and daisies … Lord knows it hasn’t always been easy.  We’ve made each-other angry,  we have disappointed one another … but those times of trial and tribulation have always been short lived and we always come out a stronger, more united couple.  That is one of the things I love most about my relationship … the fact that we talk … and listen.  Communication (or lack-there-of) has NEVER been an issue for us … we can always, always be straight-up with one another and I love that.

Tonight Mike and I are planning on going to dinner at our favorite Sushi restaurant and then going to look at the local Christmas lights in Dyker Heights (which is reminiscent of our first date, as we went and looked at the light after getting hot chocolate at Starbucks ) … buttttt there is supposed to be a snowstorm today, which means Mike might get forced to work overtime which will squash our plans …  I’ve gotten used to the snow ruining plans for us by now … there have been many flurries, snowstorms and blizzards over the past seven years that have canceled plans for us …  but  I’m really really hoping it doesn’t snow too badly so that we can have our anniversary celebration the way we want to.

And, as always, even though I know he doesn’t read:

Happy Anniversary Mike … you are and always will be: my best friend,  my partner, my soul-mate,  my equal, my nooblet, my  my creepy-crawler-killer, my jokester, my confidant … the person who knows my inner-most fears and desires, who makes me laugh when I don’t even want to smile … to put it quite simply, you are my heart xoxo