New Traditions

Tomorrow (in an hour and a bit) is my 11th anniversary.  Technically.  In the true sense of the word, I haven't been married in well over a year.  Or more.  Who knows how long he was truly disconnected? 

Last year, on my 10th, which was supposed to be a happy milestone, it was very likely one of the worst days of my life, aside from "d-day", which, in infidelity circles, is the day you find out about your spouse's affair.  Nice, eh? 

I decided, this year, I was never again going to spend the 14th of August, miserable.  Never.  Again.  A few months ago, I saw an advertisement for a very cool show, Walking With Dinosaurs, that just happened to be playing in Calgary on Aug. 14.  I knew my boys would be over the moon about a show like this, and I knew that from now on, that day had to be about something else.  I decided every 14th of August will be spent doing something extra fun and exciting.  Something we don't normally do.  It is going to be the tradition I now have with my children, the 3 most important people in my life.  They are here in my life because of the choice I made on Aug. 14, 1999.  I have never broken my vows.  I could not.  It isn't in me.  So, we will build new memories and experiences together, the 4 of us.  My family. 

I will never forget that this day is/was my anniversary.  How could I?  But I hope and pray that my new memories will somehow take the sting out.  Soothe the wound. 

And life-sized dinosaurs?!  Well, I can't think of too many other things that are more fun than that!  :)