This weekend my husband and I would have celebrated our anniversary…hard to believe he has been gone so long. Over five years. Cancer is a hard thing, but it isn’t the cancer we choose to remember.
We remember that he always…seriously ALWAYS…forgot our anniversary. Thankfully, he knew this about himself. He had his secretary remind him…it was on his calendar, after all…and when he moved to a career without a secretary, by then the older girls took over the task. It actually never bothered me in the least. I knew when it was, and the fact we had made it another year was the only gift required. We did tease him endlessly about it, though. 😀
The younger kids remember he was ‘plushy’ and how much they loved cuddling on his lap and watching horrible tv and movies and bad wrestling shows. What made it special was that he knew it was all horrible…that was what made it so much fun. Toxic Avenger, grade D movies (Tremors, Attack of the Killer Tomatoes)… it became a staple item in the kids’ lives…one their friends still remember and celebrate on his birthday each year.
His passion for food! (I did mention he was ‘plushy’, remember?) We celebrated our anniversary with food. Either he took me out for seafood or chinese (my favorites) or I made him moussaka or lasagna (his favorites) …usually both…one for each night of the anniversary weekend.
He snored! OMG, the man snored like a jet revving for take off. It became a bit of a joke at the Fair each year with the families in our 4H campground. And the adjoining campgrounds… 😀
He laughed a lot. Cheated at games…and he loved games…and swore that it was ‘strategy’…and developed a game-winning ‘killer’ attitude in the girls. I don’t play games with them, lol. Except maybe scrabble or dominoes…can’t cheat at those 😉
Today was a good day. There was a gorgeous rainbow right over the river bridge that seemed to reach from the sea right down to our house. It made me smile. I think that was David, reminding me to do that. And when we think of him, we always do.