8. Celebrating the Ordinary​

Most people celebrate birthdays and anniversaries with big parties, but Zoe and I prefer to celebrate the “ordinary” days. Last week, we celebrated “One Year of Making Perfect Pancakes Together”—the first time we didn’t burn them was a small miracle. We made a batch (fluffy, with blueberries, just how we like them), lit a candle, and sang “Happy Pancake Day” off-key. Zoe laughed so hard she snort-laughed, and I couldn’t help but join in. Another time, we celebrated “The Day We Found Our Favorite Park”—we packed a picnic, played frisbee (badly), and fed ducks that kept stealing our bread. These days aren’t special to anyone else, but they’re special to us. They remind us that love isn’t just about the milestones; it’s about the little moments that add up. Celebrating the ordinary makes us appreciate each other more, because it shows we’re paying attention to the small things that make our relationship unique. And honestly? Those pancake mornings are better than any fancy party.​

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