Nigel showed me some of New Zealand, I found a job, and too soon I had to fly back to Chicago—and I immediately started work to return to live here permanently. There was a lot to sort out.
Today’s anniversary was soon overshadowed by another, the date I arrived back in New Zealand to live, which we always thought of as our anniversary because it was when our life together began. Then we had a civil union, then we were married—there were so many dates to choose from! I probably needed my tongue-in-cheek “Season of Anniversaries” blog posts just to keep track of them all.
Not surprisingly, these anniversaries always make me think about—well, everything: The great adventure we shared, how bloody unlikely ANY of it was, and, of course, how much I miss Nigel and our life together. This year in particular I’ve been thinking about something I said back in 2012:
Never underestimate the power of love to make the improbable possible, or to transform the unlikely into an entirely new life.Thirty years ago today was a weird mixture of excitement, fear of the unknown, and an awareness of what we were starting, and because we did, I got to be with the love of my life for the rest of his life: How could I ever NOT remember this anniversary?
Previous posts about my arrival anniversary (the first three and 2023 only mention it):
Anniversary Time (2007)
Blogoversary 2 (2008)
Anniversaries Three and Fourteen (2009)
Where it began (2010)
Anniversary of the beginning (2011)
Another anniversary (2012)
18 years ago today (2013)
19 years ago today (2014)
Twenty years ago today (2015)
21 years ago today (2016)
22 years ago today (2017)
23 years ago today (2018)
24 years ago today (2019)
25 years ago today (2020)
26 years ago today (2021)
26 years ago today (2022)
Anniversaries 17 and 28 (2023)
29 years ago today (2024)
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