Yesterday was the 14th anniversary of the day Lisa and I met, an event documented in detail last year.
Lisa worked most of the day, but ~ 9 P.M. we went out for a quick bite to eat, leaving my sister to watch the (sleeping) kids. Not the grandest of celebrations, but at least it was something.
One honest and revealing anecdote: While Lisa was at work I watched the kids use the air popper to make a bowl of popcorn. Even Lump was hovering around, trying to join the festivites and fit in with her older siblings.
I loooked at them with fondness and thought "This is why we're together. If I'd never met Lisa none of these little people would be around."
A few hours later, once they'd worn down my nerves, I looked at the group of them again. The same words ran through my head, this time with an entirely different meaning and emphasis:
"Da--- it, If I'd never met Lisa none of these little people would be around."