On Friday, the day before the weekend before the week of our wedding anniversary, both of us busy with projects, Stephen said to me, "Can I ask a question?" He looked like he wasn't sure he should ask. "Have you started working on my anniversary card?"
I said, "Oh my god, no!"
"Me neither," he said. "Everything I thought about working on is lame."
I said, "Oh my god, everything I thought about working on is lame too!"
Raised eyebrows and a half smile can go from tentative to relieved, back to tentative so fast. "What would you say," he said, "if just for this year," he said, "maybe," he said.
I reached out and, without saying anything else, shook his hand.
Of course, as relieved as we both were that we could let the tradition lapse for a year (it's not really a year, of course. We make personalized cards for Christmas, for Valentine's Day, for each birthday...), we've been feeling the expected letdown that comes from not being able to get up in the morning and show off the apparent brilliance of our personalized anniversary cards (because isn't showing off what togetherness is all about?). So, I decided what needed to happen was a retrospective of all the silly anniversary cards we've labored over since we started this tradition.
Because I'm not as organized as Stephen, and can't find my file for the card I made him in 2007, we're going to start with him.
2007, his to me. The outside.
Neither of us has whatever the heck card we did for each other in 2008. So, we move on to...
2009, his to me.
2009, mine to him.
OK, I don't have that one either But I assure you it must have been terribly clever.
2010, his to me.
2010, mine to him.
2011, his to me.
2011, mine to him.
2012, his to me. I still think this is my favorite of all time.
2012, mine to him.
2013, his to me. This is the first anniversary after his fall.