April 1,2025,Tuesday evening,7:24pm,pacific standard time, apartment parking lot, Dana Point, California, USA. Today is the 25th anniversary of my marriage to my daughter’s mom. We are still married, though we haven’t been together in a long time. We acknowledged the day briefly in a text. After work I picked up my daughter’s prescriptions (she has a little cold) and bought her tacos from Del Taco. I got her mom a burrito. Not quite the 25th anniversary celebration or present we anticipated back in 2000. But then life never turns out exactly how you planned, does it?