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Who do you love?

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Today is my 14th wedding anniversary.

It’s also the wedding date of one of my law school roommates, the wedding anniversary of a friend from my teen years (who proposed one summer evening in Maine after hearing my husband and I talk about the odyssey that is marriage and parenthood) and the birthday of a close friend’s son.

When people find out that some milestone is occurring they often ask, What are you going to do? What did you get your husband, what did he get you?

But what I notice, what I hear the most, what strikes me every time, any time someone comments about a wedding anniversary, is how they treat the number of years you’ve been married.

So far, the “wows” have it – as in “Wow, that’s a long time” or “Wow! Good for you!”

The thing is, my parents have been married over 47 years, my in-laws have been married over 45 years. When exactly did 14 years become a long time to be married?

Not that I don’t think 14 years is a long time to be married. All depends on who you’re married to.

Naw – that’s not really what I think.

But it’s like so many other passages: it seems like I just gave birth to my almost twelve year old, and yet there’s so much about his early years that I no longer remember.

Likewise, I remember how my husband courted me as though it happened yesterday.

And yet, sometimes, those days seem like they are a lifetime away.

To answer the questions in this post:

My husband, my kids, my family, my life.
We’re having dinner at Three Birds (never been there)
I have no idea, but I hope it’s not flannel pajamas
Ralph Lauren “Purple,” a set of Bordeaux wine glasses, two ties and two pairs of socks (it’s still the fourth night of Chanuka)

I’ll close with one of my favorite quotes about love:

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Chappy Fourth Night of Chanuka.

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By Jill Miller Zimon at 9:02 pm December 28th, 2005 in Politics | 17 Comments 

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28

Who do you love?

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Today is my 14th wedding anniversary.

It’s also the wedding date of one of my law school roommates, the wedding anniversary of a friend from my teen years (who proposed one summer evening in Maine after hearing my husband and I talk about the odyssey that is marriage and parenthood) and the birthday of a close friend’s son.

When people find out that some milestone is occurring they often ask, What are you going to do? What did you get your husband, what did he get you?

But what I notice, what I hear the most, what strikes me every time, any time someone comments about a wedding anniversary, is how they treat the number of years you’ve been married.

So far, the “wows” have it – as in “Wow, that’s a long time” or “Wow! Good for you!”

The thing is, my parents have been married over 47 years, my in-laws have been married over 45 years. When exactly did 14 years become a long time to be married?

Not that I don’t think 14 years is a long time to be married. All depends on who you’re married to.

Naw – that’s not really what I think.

But it’s like so many other passages: it seems like I just gave birth to my almost twelve year old, and yet there’s so much about his early years that I no longer remember.

Likewise, I remember how my husband courted me as though it happened yesterday.

And yet, sometimes, those days seem like they are a lifetime away.

To answer the questions in this post:

My husband, my kids, my family, my life.
We’re having dinner at Three Birds (never been there)
I have no idea, but I hope it’s not flannel pajamas
Ralph Lauren “Purple,” a set of Bordeaux wine glasses, two ties and two pairs of socks (it’s still the fourth night of Chanuka)

I’ll close with one of my favorite quotes about love:

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Chappy Fourth Night of Chanuka.

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By Jill Miller Zimon at 5:02 pm December 28th, 2005 in Politics | 17 Comments 

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28

Who do you love?

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Today is my 14th wedding anniversary.

It’s also the wedding date of one of my law school roommates, the wedding anniversary of a friend from my teen years (who proposed one summer evening in Maine after hearing my husband and I talk about the odyssey that is marriage and parenthood) and the birthday of a close friend’s son.

When people find out that some milestone is occurring they often ask, What are you going to do? What did you get your husband, what did he get you?

But what I notice, what I hear the most, what strikes me every time, any time someone comments about a wedding anniversary, is how they treat the number of years you’ve been married.

So far, the “wows” have it – as in “Wow, that’s a long time” or “Wow! Good for you!”

The thing is, my parents have been married over 47 years, my in-laws have been married over 45 years. When exactly did 14 years become a long time to be married?

Not that I don’t think 14 years is a long time to be married. All depends on who you’re married to.

Naw – that’s not really what I think.

But it’s like so many other passages: it seems like I just gave birth to my almost twelve year old, and yet there’s so much about his early years that I no longer remember.

Likewise, I remember how my husband courted me as though it happened yesterday.

And yet, sometimes, those days seem like they are a lifetime away.

To answer the questions in this post:

My husband, my kids, my family, my life.
We’re having dinner at Three Birds (never been there)
I have no idea, but I hope it’s not flannel pajamas
Ralph Lauren “Purple,” a set of Bordeaux wine glasses, two ties and two pairs of socks (it’s still the fourth night of Chanuka)

I’ll close with one of my favorite quotes about love:

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Chappy Fourth Night of Chanuka.

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By Jill Miller Zimon at 2:02 pm December 28th, 2005 in Politics | Comments Off 

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28

On the third night of Chanuka

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The empty rectangular pits in this picture are said to be the graves of Maccabees, the warriors who fought against the Greek-Syrians (heck if I know what a Greek-Syrian is, but that’s what the stories say) after the temple was desecrated. I took this picture on 12/19/84 but I’m pretty sure nothing’s changed. This is an easily understandable and fairly accurate description of what’s generally believed to be how it went down. Here is another interesting retelling, from a website called Christus Rex.
This sunset at Modi’in illuminates how similar our views can be, no matter where we stand while watching.

Three chanukiot, three candles, third night.

Chappy Chanuka.

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By Jill Miller Zimon at 3:00 am December 28th, 2005 in Politics | Comments Off 

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