Today is my 20th anniversary. Looking back is so odd. Thinking about everything the two of us have done, the places we’ve gone, the children we’ve (almost) raised. It’s also strange that my husband is out of town today. As both of us are retired from the USAF, over the years we spent many special occasions apart. Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthdays, anniversaries, we’ve been apart for all of them at least once if not WAY more often. Maybe those separations are part of the reason we’re still married. Being separated so often, as we were, (separations lasting anywhere from 3 days to 1 1/2 years) gave each of us a chance to really appreciate exactly what the other brings to our marriage. It’s hard to take someone or their help forgranted when they’re not there! I think it also makes it easier to ‘put up with’ each other. After all, having a ‘break’ every so often from each other’s little ideosyncracies can be such a relief! But who knows? Maybe our staying together for 20 years just means we’re each too stubborn to give up? However it happened, I’m glad it did. I just hope I’m around for another 20…maybe he’ll be in town for that one?