My husband and I just celebrated our 17th wedding anniversary last night…one week late! I love marking our wedding bliss anniversary but I’m terrible with dates and forget every year. I know. I know. Hopeless. Fortunately my husband usually forgets too so no harm done.
The date I remember better than our actual wedding date is our ‘look across the room and fall in love’ date. I was back in Australia (I was living in London) for my sister’s wedding when my brother invited me to a party of his friend. I walked into the party, looked across the room and locked eyes with my now husband. Love at second sight (we'd briefly five years earlier) is possible.
There were however…complications. We lived on opposite sides of the world. I flew back to London five days after we met. This was prior to the internet, so we spent a fortune on phone calls. My future husband flew to London three months later, declared his undying love and said we could easily manage a long distance relationship until he finished his speciality training in two years time! So, we committed.
I didn’t last though. After nine months, I arranged to complete my Masters Degree in Australia instead of the UK. So at least we were in the same country, but not the same city. So for the next year we travelled between Brisbane and Melbourne. Then finally after two and half years of lots of international and domestic travel, lots of phone calls and a box full of love letters, we ended up in the same city and were married six months later.
So, that was seventeen years ago and we are still going strong. So yes, we do forget our wedding anniversary but we never forget those incredible years of anticipation of starting our lives together. Good training for a romance novelist.
Love to hear about a date that really sticks in your mind...