That anniversary one year...
It was my birthday recently, and my husband had the audacity to get sick with a fever. A laid back, hang out with my husband and kids birthday was exactly my style this year, anyway, so I didn't mind much. But it reminded us of our first year living in India. We'd only been living there a couple of months when our wedding anniversary was approaching. As a treat, I coordinated with friends to have their teenagers babysit our then four young boys while J and I went on a date. I planned everything out, what movie we'd see in the cinema, everything. The day of our anniversary came, and J had a stomach bug so bad (Delhi belly is a stereotype for a reason!) that we had to cancel our plans. Not only that, but he got so dehydrated from illness in the heat of August that he almost passed out. I had canceled the babysitters already, and our house helper had the day off since we had planned to be gone. I considered my options. The nearest hospital was not too far, but our apartment w...