Today is our FOURTH anniversary! Sadly, Chris is out to sea, but that’s ok—we celebrated last weekend. I finished a cup of coconut chai tea and was brewing some coffee this morning when the phone rang. Chris’ name flashed across the screen. What?! “Hello??” I answered. “Happy Anniversary!” said Chris. “I can only talk for a minute because I have to take off again as soon as possible, but I wanted to call you and say happy anniversary! Ok I have to go!” He found his way to an island in the middle of the ocean just for me! Well…his being on that island had nothing to do with me, but this is my story, so let it be. 🙂
When Chris and I started dating I had no intention of falling for him or getting married because I was not sure I could handle the whole military thing (he already had a 10 year commitment). Then one day after an I-hate-the-idea-of-your-soul-belonging-to-the-Navy breakup I realized I was miserable without Chris, and being miserable while he was gone on a deployment couldn’t be nearly as miserable as choosing to live without him. So we got married. And for the record, I had grossly overestimated deployments—there is no misery here.
Anywho, our first anniversary seemed like such an accomplishment! We celebrated with a weekend trip to Navarre on the Florida Gulf Coast, sipping champagne by the water in the morning and swimming all afternoon. Chris had our wedding certificate matted and framed (1st anniversary: paper).
Our second anniversary was just months before moving to Japan. We spent the weekend in Orlando and had dinner at Cinderella’s Castle right in front of the center windows during the evening fireworks display (2nd anniversary: cotton…the tablecloth?). He gave me a heart-shaped locket with our wedding picture inside to wear when he deployed.







