Dear A, Part Five

Dear A,

    It’s our anniversary today. Not of the day we got married, but of the day we fell in love, and knew it.

    I always cared more about this anniversary, than the one that everyone else had celebrated with us. Today's date is one just you and I shared, that no one else had known about.

    You often claimed not to be romantic, but the simplicity of our celebrations are what touched me the most. I wonder if you’d be able to guess my favorite anniversary celebration.

    It was the first time we were going to celebrate it since moving away from home. Since boarding the plane, and taking the leap into our new life, completely away from our families and friends. But we were oddly calm, entirely at peace with the decision we had made. We had acknowledged that difficulties that we would have to face, but knew it was going to be a mere bump in the road.

    We were starting new chapters in our lives, and we had turned the page together.   I was so excited to start my new job at the University, and you couldn’t wait to meet all of the partners at the firm you were joining. We knew that this life was what we needed at this point of time. There would be plenty of time for everything else later. Why wouldn’t there be?

    The day of our anniversary was a few weeks after we had finally finished moving into our new place. The walls were freshly painted. Do you remember how much you hated the grey color that I chose for the accent wall? I still think you secretly ended up loving it. Everything was done, except for a few minor additions that had yet to been decided.

    I remember the day exactly. You called me from work, around the usual time that you did, and told me you’d be home early. You told me we could have our lunch at home, but afterwards the rest of the day was planned. I hung up with a smile on my face, and hurried to finish up preparations for the meal I had been planning.

    You came home, we ate, and then had tea by the window that we always opened for fresh air.

    Suddenly you grabbed my hand and pulled me up, “lets go.”

    “Where are we going?”

    “I’ll give you three guesses!”

    I remember concentrating very hard, “hmm the park??”

    “Nope.”
   
    “okay give me a clue!”
   
    “That’s cheating B, you have to guess!”

    “I am guessing.” I pouted and concentrated really hard.

    “The lake!!!!” I was so sure about this.

    “Wrong again.” You said as your lips brushed my fingertips. “One more guess.”

    By then we had left the apartment. We were walking in the hallway, I clapped my hands when I suddenly realized where we must be going.

    “The campus!!” I was so sure, for some reason that seemed perfectly reasonable to me.

    “Uhhh, B, I know you love your University but it’s not exactly romantic to take you to your workplace on our anniversary.”

    I pouted, “Fine.”

    You ended up taking me to the zoo of all places, which thinking back I should have guessed. I had always loved visiting the zoo of any place we visited while on vacation.

    Remembering that day is difficult for me to do. I’ll continue in my next letter.

Until next time,
Your B