Yesterday was Tom’s and my first anniversary. As per tradition, we ate year-old cake:
It sort of tasted like several-days-old cake. Not bad but a little stale. Tom thought it was fine but neither of us ate much of it. The sugar flowers were good though.
We also watched our wedding video for the first time. We received it about ten months ago but we didn’t get around to watching it for a while and at a certain point, I guess we decided might as well wait until our anniversary.
I hope to watch it every year on our anniversary because (a) the cinematography is awesome; (b) it’s a reminder of a fun day; and (c) it’s a reminder of the vows we made.
Yet, as I watched my wedding video for the very first time, I had an unusual reaction: guilt.
In my vows, which I wrote myself, I went out of my way to explicitly and specifically promise to always put us first and to never stop trying.
I’m not sure that I did my best to live up to that this year.
But, not one to beat myself up for long, I steeled myself to do better going forward.
On the one hand, it’s the first year of marriage; I shouldn’t be screwing up yet!
On the other hand, it’s the first year of marriage; I’m bound to make mistakes at first. I’ve never been a wife before!
Here’s to doing better, and many more years with the kindest person I know.