Because life has been crazy since Mason arrived and Komi is a difficult reservation to snag, spring rolled around and we still hadn't gone on our Komi date. We decided to make this outing a dual celebration: becoming parents and being married for 10 years.
We had a lovely celebration! Komi was even more impressive the second time around, probably because we did the wine pairing this time. We learned that they keep files on all their customers. They knew we had last visited in February of 2010, and they made sure to serve us a different menu this time. How's that for impeccable service?
On Saturday night, Brad and I opened the time capsule from our wedding. For years, I eagerly anticipated this event. But suddenly, I dreaded it and felt downright anxious about people's predictions. The feelings of failure and disappointment associated with infertility and pregnancy loss reared their ugly heads again. I rued ever asking the question on the time capsule card, "How many children do you predict Brad and Rebecca will have by their 10th anniversary?" How naive we were then! People must have shook their heads as they filled out those silly cards 10 years ago.
Had Mason not arrived, I never would have opened that time capsule. As I suspected, no one predicted that we would not have children. Most people predicted two or more. Of course, we're overjoyed with our one sweet boy and we are so thankful to God for him. But reading through all of those cards brought on a wide range of emotions. We got through them, enjoyed people's kind words and well wishes, and breathed a sigh of relief when we finished.
What was the biggest surprise from the time capsule? We were shocked by the number of people who predicted that, by our 10th anniversary, Brad would be working in politics and I would be a stay-at-home-mom. I guess our family and friends knew us better then than we knew ourselves.