You will hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows
with the windows down when this is guiding you home.

- The Postal Service, Such Great Heights

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It wasn't until around 9 p.m. today that I even remembered that today would've been my seven-year anniversary.

"What's today's date?" she asked.

"I got it!" I trilled as I brought up my calendar on my laptop, "October 28th!"

For some reason, that struck a chord with me as familiar.  I deliberated, 'October 28th… what's special about that day??'

It took a good ten seconds before I finally remembered that day in the park seven years ago.  And how absolutely heartbroken I was on the October 28th of one year ago.

"Huh," I wondered out loud upon my realization, "you know what's cool?"

She replied, "What?"

"I didn't remember until just now that today would've been my anniversary."

She supported me when I was a recovering mess a year ago, and she still supported me now.  "Forget about it!" she clamored before quickly changing the subject, "that's not important anymore!!"

I just laughed and nodded my head, and we went back to our day.

And that was how I spent my second solo October 28th.