(So, I logged in today with a totally different post on my mind, and found this unposted entry from last September, which means a twofer for today and TOTALLY makes up for the amount of time passed since my last entry.) Nelson and I celebrated our first anniversary this past week, September 6th. We both knew it was coming. We remembered. My mom texted us. Facebook shoved pictures and posts onto our timelines, recalling how much our worlds revolved around us for one day last year. Speaking of shoving pictures at people, here we are! The first anniversary is high stakes: it sets the bar for how you'll celebrate anniversaries the rest of your life. You want it to be special, to at least try to capture some thread of the elation you (maybe, hopefully) felt at the wedding. The idea is that, down the road, you might be too far into it - life, kids, work, monotony - to really feel celebratory, so you better take advantage of this SUPER-ALL-IMPORTANT first anniversary and make it...
learning to refocus