November 11th (11/11) was the first date I had with Robert.
One year from that first date, we held a commitment gathering to become a family. There were four of us. Robert, his two sons, and myself. 11/11 We had pizza, played jenga, lit candles, and exchanged small objects that symbolized what was important to us as a family.
Years later, Robert and I legally tied the knot, twice in one week during the month of June. Once in Kansas and again in Oregon. My large family could not fly to Oregon and his large family could not fly to Kansas, so we flew….and celebrated twice.
When someone asks us how long we have been married, we have to jump over some semantic hurdles, bring out calculators, and try to ‘ask Siri.’ We do have several “celebrations” to look back on, each special in their own way.
But we usually count back to our first date. 11/11
Happy Anniversary, Robert