Tuesday Tales: Celebrating 159 Months

 

If you are looking for celebration tips, you might be disappointed today. Of all our monthiversary celebrations, this one might be near the bottom of the actually celebratory days.

                You know, I’ve shared on here about some of the recent ups and downs for my parents. Lots of health challenges, lots of decisions, lots of change for both of them. I’ve tried to share as transparently as I feel I can while still respecting space and privacy for them.  

                As some of you know, if you’ve walked a similar road before, it’s just plain hard. There isn’t a manual for this thing any more than there is a manual for parenting kids.

                So when settling Dad into his new space fell on our monthiversary, I had a feeling it wouldn’t be the most celebration-laden day. Indeed, it was a hard one. Ryan and I took half the day to tend to everything, and I determined that there is no one I’d rather do hard things with than Ryan. To not be alone in that moment was exactly what I needed.

                In his vows to me, Ryan said, I promise you my deepest love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care. And on this day, he lived out every one of those words. He loved me well on a hard day. He loved my parents well on a hard day.

                After work I made dinner for us, and then we rested.

                We didn’t have treats. We didn’t have a coffee date. We didn’t go anywhere for an adventure. We didn’t even go for a walk. We walked through hard things, we ate burger bowls at home, and we ended the day together.

                Deep love. Full devotion. Tender care.

                I love the adventure. I really do. I’ve already asked Ryan if, come May, we can have a proper monthiversary celebration with something fun! But until then, I am thankful for a husband who loves and supports on good and hard days alike.