Warning: contains references to bereavement.
No sewing, knitting, or otherwise creating this week, I just haven't been in the mood. Today, 19 May, would have been our twentieth wedding anniversary.
Obviously, it technically still is my wedding anniversary in that 20 years ago today I said "Si" to a stream of incomprehensible Italian (we had been provided with a translation of the vows beforehand and A, who spoke Italian, had confirmed that it was accurate!) in a fifteenth century palazzo on the Grand Canal in Venice. But a wedding anniversary really requires two people.
I'm very lucky to have a comfortable life and supportive friends but still it's been a difficult 15 months, with a lot of dates that I would far rather weren't significant. Ten years since the first symptoms, the diagnosis, A's death, the funeral. Today is, thankfully, the last of the big, round-number, anniversaries.
And so, we carry on.
Anniversaries are hard; memory eternal! (And lots of love to you!)
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