Tuesday marked the day that my beautiful wife and I got married 13 years ago. It also marked the fourth (fifth?) time we forgot about it and let the day pass without mention or fanfare. Hell, we even wrote it on the calendar and we still forgot about it until yesterday, and even then it was just, “Oops, we missed it again.”

I’m sure some of you are wondering how we could let such an important occasion just slide by. Well, because it’s not an important occasion to us. Sure, there have been years when we have surprised each other with a gift or night out, but just as many that were celebrated with a handmade card, or a note left on the laptop. Here’s the thing — getting married is the easy part. It’s staying married that requires the daily commitment, work, and compromise. Setting aside an extra day to celebrate our marriage just seems superfluous — we celebrate it 24/7. If my wife needs that one day a year set aside where she’s made to feel special and loved, then I’m not doing my job the other 364 days. But as it is, we couldn’t be more devoted to one another, and each envision growing old and frail together. (Jessica, feel free to step in and correct me if I’m wrong.)

So are we just freaks, or does anyone else out there feel the same way about their wedding anniversary (and its little brother Valentine’s Day and inbred cousin Sweetest Day)? Or if you’re the complete opposite, please lend a differing point of view.

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