Today is my and my husband’s 25th anniversary. It’s a milestone, but we’re not doing much more than we’d ordinarily do on an anniversary day. We’ll go out to dinner, but that’s about it.
I was hoping that when we reached this day we’d have enough money in the bank to live well and enough resources to look forward to a comfortable retirement, but neither of those things is the case. I worry more and more each day, it seems, about our future.
I understand that none of us can predict what the future will present us with, but some of us are better off to face it than others.
I’m having a hard time lately shaking the negative thoughts, but I must try.
So, today, I am grateful for:
1) My husband for sticking by me all these years.
2) My mom and my sister and one of my brothers for remembering our anniversary with a card and a gift.
3) My friend, with whom I just took a two-hour hike.
4) One of my job sources for sending me one small assignment so far this month.
5) My kids.
