I found a really, really nice story about celebrating anniversaries. In this time when money is of the essence to prepare something special for your special someone, we tend to forget the importance of time… and how time can encompass any kind of material presents one could think of…
Before I got married, when I thought of anniversaries I thought of parties, exchanging presents, and possibly taking a second honeymoon if you anniversary count was up there. My thoughts have now changed since I got married two years ago at the age of 32.
We weren’t in the best of financial shape when we got married, yet managed to have a honeymoon thanks to my parents and them having a time share. We still aren’t in the best of financial shape—barely surviving even. There have been no parties and we aren’t due for a second honeymoon. And no gifts have been exchanged for either of our anniversaries—unless you count the gift of time.
Time is what we give each other. We spend some quality time with each other. In today’s world, that’s a special gift in and of itself. We often forget to spend time with loved ones. We think they will be around tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that. One day we get the news that that special someone is gone and all we seem to think of is time. Why didn’t I spend more time with them? Why can’t I have more time with them? Their time was cut short on earth. It wasn’t their time to go.
