Why we stopped celebrating wedding anniversaries…

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25 years ago, on this very day, April Fools, 1996, two teenage fools shared a magical first kiss in the rain ...and fell in love.

Michelle and I realized recently that this is our REAL anniversary.

Getting “married” was a cultural and religious event that we fell into... but now that we don’t give a shit about what churches, gods, governments, or audiences think about how, who and why we love, the less we care about “wedding” anniversaries.

Michelle and I are committed to LOVE, to mutual flourishing and to individual soul development - not to “THE MARRIAGE”. And that makes our partnership alive, dynamic, fun and exciting!! We’d rather celebrate our ACTUAL falling in love as the young fools we were on Fools Day, ‘96.

I used to be automatically impressed if people had celebrated lots of wedding anniversaries, but now I know that there are hundreds of lazy, codependent, fearful or just unimaginative reasons to “stay together”. That’s no longer impressive to me.

These days, I’m impressed by people who STAY ALIVE in their life. Sometimes that means a partnership comes to an end, sometimes it means you weather a difficult season together and come out to tell the tale. But nobody - and I mean NOBODY - gets to decide which it is for you or what the timeline looks like.

So as we celebrate the good fortune of 25 years of staying alive in our love together, we salute those who’ve stayed alive in theirs - for however long it was! Some romances last 2 years and some go 50+, but I’m sick of the shame-based illusion that unless it lasts forever, it was broken or mistaken.

OUR LONG LOVE STORY IS NOT A CRITIQUE OF SHORTER ONES... Because love is never wasted!

Which is also why LOVE is the only thing worth committing yourself to.

Share it, give it, receive it, live inside of it, bow to it, dance with it, honor it, become it.

What a journey, my dear! I’m so lucky to stare into your eyes and stumble deeper and deeper into loving entanglement with you. ❤️

Ryan Meeks