My birthday and my wedding anniversary fall two weeks apart. When we were getting married, I always told my husband that he was not allowed to combine the two under any circumstances. And I can confirm that he has abided by that rule for 7 years. Wikipedia says that 7 years is the wool or copper anniversary. I guess we followed that in the abstract sense by taking a trip to Williamsburg, VA and participating in some colonial activities (lots of wool and copper used in colonial times).
I remember when I was on vacation with my parents in high school my mother told me that vacations are always good at reminding her how much she likes my father. Taken without context, that sounds bad right? What do you mean you have to be reminded that you like your spouse? But this anniversary I was thinking how much this comment makes sense to me now. Of course I always love my husband. But some days, it is easy to lose sight of the liking each other. Vacations give you a chance to have fun, forget about work, and enjoy each others company. This year we did silly things like playing putt putt golf and going on a ghost tour. We laughed at things only we would understand and remembered why our connection is special.
This also gave me a chance to reflect on what it is I like about my job. I obviously love it because I keep showing up and working through the challenges. Our studio is moving locations and the scope of that project is far larger than I realized. In the details of the move, the love keeps me getting up and showing up every day. But I have lost sight of the things that I like.
I know that I am incredibly lucky to have the chance to make yoga a career. I had only been teaching for a little more than a year when my bosses approached me to run the studio. This just doesn't happen to most people. The yoga hustle is real and you need that love to keep you going. But I also just really like my job. I get to work independently most of the time (see my bio for more about my independent streak). I really enjoy the people I work with and for -- our conversations are always interesting and fun. I get to wear stretchy pants and a messy bun every day. My life is pretty good.
Neither my marriage nor my job are perfect but I really love and like them both. I credit my yoga practice for helping me understand the differences between like and love. And I thank my practice for giving me an appreciation that some things in life require both.