I've known my hubby since we were at secondary school, that year i was 13 and he was 19. The sparkle was being lit on when i was almost 19 (a week before my 19th birthday), and today we are celebrating our third wedding anniversary.
This morning hubby told me maybe we can buy a pair of diamond rings as recognition for our anniversary, emm....be frankly, i love diamond ring indeed (since i don't own one) but i would prefer to save the money for my son education.
As almost crossing my 30, what i'm aiming and feeling now are totally difference from my early 20. I'm getting slacked on having a jubilant celebration as i used to have and i'm getting slacked to nag at his occasional forgotten on some important dates. Emm..is it because i'm getting older? Getting older means i am getting more wiser? Ok, let me be wise and comprehend that constant nagging will lead side effects to my family.
In order to minimize the unnecessary argument, it's essential not to bring up the issue in front of him, anyway i will still stomp him deeply in my blog as it is my least alternative to pour out my feeling.
Although a bouquet of flowers and present are absent here, i still want to say Happy Anniversary!