I was in the car, driving back from some errands and grabbing lunch earlier today when I started to think about my life 4 years ago. What I was doing, where I was.. I loved where my life was heading and the excitement of the unknown in our future together. I knew no matter what, we were in it together. We were a team and we were ready for our ride through life. As these thoughts ran through my head while driving, my eyes started to water which led to bigger tears. I quickly slipped my sunglasses on and lowered the sun visor above my head to block other motorist from viewing my meltdown. The excitement that once ran through my body quickly transformed to uncertainty, doubt and fear of what my future held once Patrick died. Tomorrow marks what would have been our 4 year wedding anniversary. I'm the kind of person who doesn't think about events or dates far in advance. I think it's part of some healing mechanism within me... but everyone is different. For some reason it hit me a little bit today and I think it was good, I needed it. I reminded myself that I had the privilege to celebrate 2 wedding anniversaries with Patrick.. as the thought of this being our 2nd anniversary apart quickly followed. I know from here on out the number of anniversaries we've spent apart will outnumber those together.
4 years ago I thought I had a lifetime of anniversaries in our future.