Tomorrow is our fourth wedding anniversary. It is also the day, two years ago, that I fell.
Needless to say I have some mixed feelings about September 22. For me it was the day that I married the woman I love. The person that on one summer night 18 years ago in Florida, I met; the start to a relationship that will last my lifetime.
At the same time it is the day that I nearly lost it all. A day that fractured my skull and my family.
It's not an issue of which one matters more. I know which one that is. It's that the injury will be there, for both of us.
