One year ago today, Thom and I met for the first time. (Did we ever pin down an “anniversary” date?) Last year, after leaving comments on each other’s blogs and e-mailing back and forth for a while, we decided to meet up at a Kinsey Sicks concert at the Birchmere. Neither of us considered it a date, but–looking back, it was rather date-like; I even remember when we said our goodbyes in the car, thinking, “Do I kiss him?”–it’s turned into one of the best things that’s ever happened to me.
How do you measure a year in the life? How about love?
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I’ve had an absolute day from hell, but when I saw the Trackback ping in my inbox and came here and read your message, I burst into tears of joy rather than those of anger and frustration that had been threatening all day. Thank you for being an alternative to all life’s idiocies and stresses. I so love you.
I had liked the idea of using a date halfway between our two birthdays, but that ended up being June 19, which is before we actually met in person. Then I saw on another calendar that I’d tentatively marked our anniversary as today, the anniversary of that first meeting (and that’s what several other people suggested we use). In any case, I’ve also been assuming that our upcoming trip this weekend is the actual /celebration/ of our first anniversary.
Aww, one down, many to go! Congratulations and many happy returns.
Congratulations! Wishing you continued happiness.
Hey! Congratulations. For James and I, the anniversary is the day we were committed; after we had spent time with each other for about a month, he asked me if I would be his partner. I was thrilled but nervous. I didn’t want to say ‘yes’ unless I meant to be with him for life. Two days later, on Friday 15 May 1998, we decided to be together for keeps.
Congratulations!
Happy Anniversary! You’re such a cute couple 🙂
Congrats you two! You guys are so cute together.
Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand
moments so dear
Five hundrend twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year
In daylight, sunsets, in midnights,
in cups of coffee,
In inches, in miles,
in laughter in strife,
In five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life
(chorus)
How about love
how about love
how about love
measure in love
seasons of love
seasons of love
Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand
journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty five thousand
six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life of a woman
or a man
In truth that she learned
or in times that he cried
In the bridges he burned
or the way that she died
It’s time now to sing out
though the story never ends
let’s celebrate remember a year
in the life of friends
(chorus)
(ok so its long but i thought it was right)
Happy Anniversary guys