Three Years On
M. and I have been married for three years today, two in NYC and one in Sydney. We’ve done quite well, if I say so myself, having survived a move across the planet; finding, buying, and furnishing a new home; four months of unemployment; and the continuing trials daily met by any couple anywhere. Tonight we’ll celebrate with a fine dining experience, as it is our tradition to meet the anniversary with as posh an event as we can devise, although we may have to save up for milestone years before trying to match the night at the Waldorf with which we instituted that ritual. We’ve got great hopes for the future, and I know I couldn’t have chosen a better partner with whom to meet the years ahead.