Today would have been my parents' 63rd wedding anniversary. As age was creeping up over the years, the sibs and I found that we wanted to be sure to have some milestone celebrations along the way and not wait to the big 50th to have a party. So, we celebrated: 40 going out to dinner together; 50 with a big party at 411; and, in 2013 we celebrated 60 with a big party at Hidden Lake. Frankly, we can never celebrate our parents enough.
I usually send an anniversary card. I didn't really know what to do this year, and as time got away from me the decision was made. Dad and I did talk about it a bit on the phone yesterday. I wanted him to know that there wouldn't be a card in the mail.
We talk about the anniversaries of grief. I've always thought about it in terms of the actual date of the loss and on that persons birthday. What I've realized since losing Mom is that there are so many "firsts" along the way during this first year: first holidays without; the first birthday without; the first visit without; your own first birthday without; and, many more.
Celebrate the "withs." You don't realize just how many "withouts" can be right around the corner.