One Last anniversary

Sorry I've been away this week! I swear I have viable excuses. The most important of which was our last anniversary before the counter flips back to zero and we begin to count our Anniversaries. In the traditional, wedded sense. Without our grown-up co-workers raising an eyebrow and confirming that this is indeed an anniversary of when we started dating and not a Wedding Anniversary and implying that it's not important.

Well dear friends, this one was super important. This anniversary marked 8 years of Becky and Marc. It's the number of years we'll have been dating when we get married, in the year we're getting married, at the ages we'll be when we take the plunge. For serious- our anniversary is Marc's birthday. 8 years since the night I hung back at his house after his Superbowl/18th Birthday basement party, waiting for Matt Toia's mom to pick him up so Marc could "officially" ask me to be his girlfriend, per my request.