That Time When I Cried Over a Doughnut Pan

Husband and I celebrated our 3rd anniversary this past week.  Nothing too fancy, since he was working on a big presentation for the very next day.  We exchanged cards and gifts, and had a homemade dinner.  Anyways, if you know me, you know that it’s not unusual for a card to make me choke up.  But this time it was the gift that did it.  Yes, a plethora of baking supplies made me cry – doughnut pans, a cake carrier, pie weights, a dough scraper/cutter, and a set of offset spatulas.

I think that this gift really got to me because it was yet another demonstration of David’s kindness and graciousness to me over these past 2 years especially.  He has never shown me anything but complete love and acceptance, which was what I needed to help me through my struggles with identity and self-worth after leaving residency.  When I judged myself for my less-than-productive days of sleeping in, going to the gym, hanging out with people, and of course, baking, he was actually delighted by all of it.  Gifting me with all of these fun supplies was a culmination of all that.  I felt so cherished for exactly who I am, unemployed baking addict and all.

So, happy anniversary to my wonderful husband. Thanks for loving me so well, for being such a fun partner in life, and for making me feel safe to be me. I can’t wait to see what this next year brings! 🙂