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I Missed My Wedding Anniversary And This Is What Happened


This night, minutes after midnight, my second son woke me up. He felt not so well from the evening and this night he vomitted. I looked after him for some time. I rubbed his back and belly with cajuputi oil to make him warm.

I touched his forehead, alhamdulillah, he was better, his body temperature was lower than before. Earlier, he was 37.8°C and his body was hot so I gave him paracetamol.
He said he felt okay and I asked him to go back to sleep.

After my son fell asleep, I checked my cell phone and realizing one thing: it is already 7th July. Oh, I missed my 6th July for the first time. I almost can't believe it. I forgot to remember my wedding anniversary!

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At the beginning of July I proclaimed myself to remember that special day. I don't have any specific plan to commemorate the day. I just want to throw back to the sweet memory of my wedding on my own. Just a pray for my husband and me. But, I really forgot the day! Is it really me?

I used to celebrate my wedding anniversary by myself, because my husband never remembers our wedding day. Ask him about it and I bet you will see he will ask me what date our wedding was. He never takes it seriously and I guess every married man does the same thing, too. Do they?


I was shocked at first to know this. I thought that he didn't care about me, about our marriage, about our love. I insisted to celebrate the day only by saying, "Happy anniversary, dear." But, he refused it. I was frustated to realize that having a romantic moment was really hard.

But, then, I took it carelessly. Life is really NOT a fairy tale when prince charming with a white horse bringing a bouquette of red roses pops-up and says romantic words.

Our marriage now is 9 years. We still have to learn much from each other. I know that celebrating love doesn't always celebrating wedding anniversary. Let the day be the day when love is unspoken. Not because it's forgotten, but, because it's too complex to be described.

Sixth July is over and I have forgotten it without feeling guilty and, hey, you know what? My life is not ended!
Sometimes to forget is a bless.
Well, wedding anniversary? Let it be in my heart only.

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  1. Mba.. Kalo di aku mah kebalik.. Aku yg ga bisa inget wedding anniv, tp suamiku slalu inget :p. Kdg jadi ga enak jg, tapi ya buatku tgl2 begitu ga terlalu ptg.. Yg ptg apa yg aku lakuin utk suami sehari2 :D

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  2. Selamat anniversary ke 9 mbaaa.... semoga rukun selalu :)

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  3. Do not be sad of that, maybe your husband dont show his love with words our some romantic things in your anniv, but in other ways or time. May you have a great days ahead.

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