16 years ago I got married. I think I jinxed myself to begin with because we eloped on my in-laws’ anniversary. My ex-mother-in-law hated me. Why? Because she always wished that my ex would have ended up with his high school sweetheart, who was a vindictive witch who enjoyed playing on the sympathies of others. Obviously I never liked her. Perhaps it was because I could see what kind of person she really was and my in-laws were oblivious to it. Anyway. I didn’t remind my ex today in our conversations that it was our anniversary. One, because his father died almost two years ago. And two, because I want to look forward, not back. I want to see what the future holds and not dwell on the past.