It had been 2 weeks and it was time to celebrate our 11th year of marriage. My husband called the sitter & informed her of what had happened in our life so that she would not be shocked when she arrived to find that I was no longer pregnant. He had told me that he was taking me out & I knew that it needed to happen but I was not excited about going. I knew I needed to move through the motions because I could not stay stuck forever not wanting to celebrate another thing in life so I finally took a shower around 4pm and was barely ready by our 5pm start time. We had decided to treat ourselves to Ichiban figuring them cooking in front of us while eating would give us less time to think or sit silent. I thought about the last time that we had ate here and how I was pregnant and Jason had rushed me through the casino because people were smoking and he did not want me to inhale any smoke while being pregnant. Now I was sitting at the bar having a margarita feeling like my pregnancy had been just a dream.
Eleven years of marriage had brought us so many twists & turns none of them could we had predicted especially this last so knowing that as long as we held on tight to each other & to God that we could live a glorious life brought us both comfort. We could not have imagined going through any of this without having each other so if I could have picked one thing to celebrate first after such a tragic event in our life I would have to say that our marriage was certainly worth celebrating & smiling about.
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