I’m partial (as Faux Fuchsia would say) to a red letter day. Yesterday was one of those…a wedding anniversary for Bert and myself celebrating nine years of wedded bliss, or something. We had a lovely day – managed to sneak out together for lunch as both girls were at School and then for dinner I cooked a pretty schweet rib eye with roast potatoes and béarnaise sauce washed down with some 2005 vintage champagne. The girls fussed over us (we got home made cards complete with leaf family) and we gave each other gifts. The traditional gift for 9 years is pottery/willow and for modern it’s leather. Rob being the clever clogs that he is managed to get the perfect gift, and I gave him something entirely NOT pottery, willow or leather. I also got a book of wallpaper…just pages of wallpaper. You can imagine how much I loved it.
We sat down with the girls and a glass of champagne and watched our wedding DVD that was cobbled together by Rob (shot beautifully by his then business partner). It’s not fancy, but gosh I love to watch it and cherish watching the moments, hearing the vows and the words said to us, about us. It’s always sad to see people that are no longer with us, or who are no longer well, see those babies that were there who are now 10. 10! Daisy kept saying over and over “We weren’t there! We didn’t even exist then Mum! Did you know you were going to have us? WHERE WAS I?!”
It’s a pretty big thing for someone small to see all the people they know and love so well now, but not being a part of it, because they didn’t exist yet. Before bed we chatted about how there are people that don’t exist now that will be part of her life – future cousins maybe (hopefully) her own partners, children, nieces (Harper indicated that if she ‘borns’ a girl she will call her Neve or Flower) and nephews, and that’s the thing about life…it’s all ahead of us and we don’t know where we are going, what we are doing, who we will meet. Rob and I were talking in bed last night before we fell asleep that we have been together for almost 11 years. 11! We both left home when we were about 20/21 so really, that’s not much time spent at home with your parents is it before you are all grown up and on your way? We will spend much more time together then we would have with our own families. Huh. It’s probably best not to know what’s around the corner, who will join and leave us, where we will live and what we will do. But boy is it good every now and then to stop and remember the good bits. Those special days where the people you love are all together in one spot. Those are the days that make you feel alive, make you feel loved and that count for something. Those red letter days that will be there in your heart right till the end.
I hope you can stop to remember one of those days, or some of those people today or some day soon.
And Rob? Boy am I glad you exist. Here’s to 99 more x
Now, what’s the first thing I am going to make in that tagine?