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The First Wedding Anniversary After Separation: How I Gave August 18 a New Meaning
Another Big Feelings Friday is here, and it’s a doozey for me.
There is a version of this post where I tell you I forgot the date.
I did not forget the date. Nobody forgets the date. You can lose your keys, your job, your entire sense of who you were at 26, but the date sits in your body like a second birthday. August 18. It arrives whether or not you are ready, and this year it arrives without the person it was built for.
It would have been my ninth wedding anniversary. Fifteen years of my life, if you count the whole relationship, which I do, because I lived it.
This is the first one alone…
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