Wow, 14 years ago....
I would have been in the hairdressers at this point in time, panicking with the woman who was trying to get my waist length hair to set into curls for our wedding. My nails were painted, but that was about it. I was a fright to look at, the baggiest t-shirt I had, an old pair of jeans and no make up. I left the hairdressers with a giant afro and a nervous twitch :-). I got back to my mum's and spent a quiet moment in the garden, chain smoking with my sister, wondering about my future and trying very hard to swallow the nervousness of a 20 year old about to embark on her married life.
I woke up in my bed in my little house, another nightmare about my home that was sold because you couldn't or wouldn't fight to save our marriage. I lay there a sort of sad acceptance that you probably wouldn't even care that today was an anniversary. Then the weight of reality crashed down on me and I realised that the past was totally irrelevant. Today is important, but not because of a wedding anniversary. Today is important, because today I find out the results that will map the course of the rest of my life. Funny how this date will always be important to me isn't it.
Happy anniversary darling.