Rereading that last post, it almost sounds like our vacation sucked, but that’s just work filtering through and tainting my perspective. We had a great time, the most “quality time” we’ve had together since…hell, Spain in 2000, right before Isaac was born?
I was thinking about the past 7 years the other day, and what’s changed since July 18, 1998:
1) Bill Clinton was President and was somewhere in the process of being impeached for the whole Monica Lewinsky psuedo-scandal. George W. Bush was Governor of Texas and netted $14 million from the sale of the Texas Rangers, a nice profit from his $600,000 investment…with borrowed money!
2) The first Gulf War had still not been officially declared over, and I was still in the NJ National Guard.
3) A month after our wedding, I was on the Nuyorican Poets Café’s only National Poetry Slam Championship team, and had just started running a little bit louder a couple of months before that.
4) It had been just over a year since Batman & Robin had crippled the Batman movie franchise, seemingly forever, and several years since I’d last bought a comic book.
5) I’d never been to Mexico, Spain, Virginia, Texas, California, Vermont, Rhode Island, Chicago, Worcester, Minneapolis, Pittsburgh, Seattle, or Washington, DC.
A whole lot of other things have changed, not the least of which has been myself. Despite being pretty sure I’d found the right person, I was far from sure that I was ready to get married at that point and our rocky first year certainly gave enough reasons to believe I wasn’t. But Salomé believed I was ready, and sometimes someone else believing in you is enough to push you over the top, allowing you to do things you didn’t think you were capable of. I have no doubt that I’m a better person today because of marrying her. Better, healthier and happier.
In many ways, seven years is a long time. I’ve now been a husband longer than I’ve done anything else consecutively, besides being alive. At the same time, in the big picture, it’s barely a drop in the bucket.
Happy Anniversary to us, Salomé. Love you. So much! 
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congrats to ya both!
YAY LOVE!!! Happy Anniversary!
You two make me wanna get married
Aww shucksies!
Now onto more important things…
Um… did you bring me the Muffalatta sammich? I’ve been dreaming about it. LOL
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