So, yesterday Lee looks me deeply in the eyes (OUCH!) and says, “Uh, did we pass our anniversary?”

I said, “You know what, I think it’s tomorrow.”

“How long has it been, three years?”

“There’s that thing on the wall that says ’98. Four years.”

“Four years? That’s kind of scary.”

“Well, we’ve been dating for six.”


Time flies when you’re…uh…what the heck have we been doing?

All self-depreciation aside, woo hoo! Here’s to exchanging every year with someone I love for the rest of my life — a sufficient gift of itself. Thank you, Lee.