DO I GET A 5-YEAR CHIP OR SOMETHING?
Today would have been my 5th wedding anniversary.
I didn't realize it until I talked with one of my co-workers yesterday. I looked at my calendar to check if today was pay day and saw the date: February 22nd. I remembered the simplicity of 2/22. I had chosen that date because I knew it would be easy to remember. It was my way at poking fun at the old adage of husbands constantly forgetting their wedding anniversaries.
The 101 was jam packed on my way home, so I took Ventura Blvd. home. As I drove, my mind started to wander to the land of "what if".
What if I'd gone through with the wedding? Where would I be?
I figured it'd be one of two things:
1. I'd probably be living on a farm in Nebraska, pregnant with my 5th kid, filed for divorce, and hating every minute of my life. Forget being a musician...if I'm lucky, there might be a piano in the house.
2. I'd have probably committed suicide during the 3rd year of our marriage.
I'm glad I got out. I'm glad I had the courage to walk away and start over.
I'm proud of myself. It was the first time I stepped up and looked out for my own well-being. And it put me on a path that has yielded more opportunities than I could have ever dreamed of.
5 years...right on.
Not marrying my ex-fiance can soooooo not Suck It!
I didn't realize it until I talked with one of my co-workers yesterday. I looked at my calendar to check if today was pay day and saw the date: February 22nd. I remembered the simplicity of 2/22. I had chosen that date because I knew it would be easy to remember. It was my way at poking fun at the old adage of husbands constantly forgetting their wedding anniversaries.
The 101 was jam packed on my way home, so I took Ventura Blvd. home. As I drove, my mind started to wander to the land of "what if".
What if I'd gone through with the wedding? Where would I be?
I figured it'd be one of two things:
1. I'd probably be living on a farm in Nebraska, pregnant with my 5th kid, filed for divorce, and hating every minute of my life. Forget being a musician...if I'm lucky, there might be a piano in the house.
2. I'd have probably committed suicide during the 3rd year of our marriage.
I'm glad I got out. I'm glad I had the courage to walk away and start over.
I'm proud of myself. It was the first time I stepped up and looked out for my own well-being. And it put me on a path that has yielded more opportunities than I could have ever dreamed of.
5 years...right on.
Not marrying my ex-fiance can soooooo not Suck It!