It’s our anniversary, My Darling B reminded me when she kissed me good morning today, but when she tried to figure out how long it’s been, she found it was way too early in the day for her to do the math in her head, and had to go with her gut feeling.

“It feels like we’ve been married forever,” she said, “but in a good way.”

Turns out it’s been 23 years. I had to count it on my fingers, even though I’ve had two cups of coffee and plenty of time to wake up.