September 1st marks a ‘sort of’ anniversary for me. Actually, it’s more of a “would’ve been” anniversary. Had my ex and I stayed together, today would have been our 14th wedding anniversary.
It’s weird to think about.
It’s a date that I always remember, because honestly? It reminds me to be grateful for how far I’ve come in my life. It’s like a little nudge for me to stop and appreciate this life that I have worked so hard to build with CBG, with all of its perfect imperfections.
My life used to be vastly different. *I* used to be vastly different. In the last fourteen years my life has taken many unexpected turns, leading me to this place, and to this person that I am right now. And today, instead of celebrating an anniversary, I stop and smile in recognition of something different. My “Thank God it’s not my anniversary”.