Today, Rick and I celebrate our 13th wedding anniversary. Why it is bittersweet is a long, complicated and heartbreaking story. I'll keep it brief.
Many of you know that I was married once before. Bob and I were married for 13 years before he died tragically and violently, exactly 2 months after that anniversary.
Today's anniversary feels like the saddest type of milestone -- I've now been married to Rick the same number of years that I was married to Bob. Two months from today will also be a difficult day -- almost as difficult as the actual anniversary of Bob's death, which I dread and suffer through every year.
I've pretty much been in a sad state for the past few days in anticipation of how I would feel today. We just went for a long walk, which helped immensely, as the view of Denali was spectacular.
A normal life includes a mix of pain, heartache and hopefully lots of joy and happiness. All of those things combine to make us whole, complete people.
Hug your loved ones and do it often.