An anniversary

 Today, 3 years ago, the boy and I got married, legally, that is. It was such a nice day, such an unexpectedly emotional and happy ceremony. It all took less than half an hour, the judge made the effort to translate, not only for me, but for my family as well. She emphasized how thereafter we were committing to take care of each other. And so we have done. There have been adventures, there have been difficult moments, particularly because we react to stressful situations in different ways: he's the practical, let's-move-forward, what-can-we-do, how-can-we-solve-this kind of person whereas I am a 5-year-old, I cry, I rant, I need to talk things over and over again and I need to understand. Sometimes he doesn't get why insist on trying to analyse things that we know there is no answer for. But we're doing well. We're learning, everyday, how to best support each other. And I look forward to many years of craziness and trips and watching movies on the couch and making each other laugh and living life, together. Hoping, playing. Maybe some dreams do come true. I hope some will.