When John and I decided to get married, we started, like every couple does, looking at dates. Let me preface this by saying I’m a gal who likes numbers. I don’t know why, I’m not really interested in stars and planets and find astrology mildly amusing but numbers and numerology fascinate me.

I’ve been referencing a book for nearly three decades which I consider my Numerology Bible. Ok truth be told, it’s the only book I ever have read and ever reference to anything related to numbers but I do use this one book semi religiously.  If a number starts appearing around me frequently or I’m making a big decision that involves choosing a date, I will definitely reference this book and have used it as a guide of sorts to help, well, guide me.

Here is the book and a link to where you can find it if you are so inclined (I get no kickback, just sharing):


(click the book for the link)

This book has you look up, based on your birth date, your “personal number” and when I read my unique number (41/5), it fit me to a tee. My jaw dropped when I read it actually as it was so descriptive to my personality–a freedom/change loving, creative, independent person who doesn’t like to be tied down. It also said I have a pleasure seeking personality. Guilty.


Which brings me to my marriage. 😉

I noted right away that John and I would both be age 55 at the same time just a month after getting engaged. I took note of this coincidence and shared that I thought we should get married under this same age. He readily agreed. After that, it just became about 5’s.

Fifth Year Golden Laurel Wreath

We decided May, of course, being the fifth month, then worked forward from there. Of course we noted the year 2015, another 5 reference.


We looked at May 5th and I consulted my numerology book and shuddered at the admonition to basically NOT undergo any kind of serious contract under that vibration. In a nutshell how it works is you add up the numbers of any date and it will give you usually a double digit number which you then reduce down to a single digit number. So going off our first date, it goes like this 5/5/2015.  5 + 5 + 8 ( 2+0+1+5=8) = 18 reduces to 9 (1 + 8).  So that date was a 18/9 day.

18/9 was a no. To quote the book:

“Maintain your present status while considering changes…” and “Sign documents carefully or not at all”.  Um, no not getting married that day. Not at all, indeed.


So we jumped forward to the 10th, obviously 5 doubled. When I did that numerology, I got 5 + 10 + 2015 = 15 + 8 = 23. 23/5–Eureka! Even the date itself reduces to 5!

I went back to the book and these are some of the words I found:

“There are powerful protective forces around you now to guide you in to safe ports…you may enter in to new contracts which could alter your life and such agreements may require quick decisions on your part. Marriage is one such contract that reacts favorably to this vibration”.  BOOM!

Our date was decided. 5/10/15--how perfect.


And it was Mother’s Day. Which was also perfect. You see I’ve spent most of my Mother’s Days in my life in a bit of a quandry which only got worse over time. Growing up without a mother, getting a terrible stepmother who didn’t evoke motherly love and then not being a mother myself, well you get the picture. Where do I belong?

On the side of a huge waterfall getting married and becoming a stepmommy, that’s where I belonged. Perfect.


As time went on, this date and this theme only started expressing itself with more magic, more serendipity, more joy.

You see, this date also was the date of John’s father’s passing. It was also Mother’s Day that year that his father died. You may recall, he proposed to me with his father’s wedding ring on a gold chain that his mother wore around her neck until she died. He found it just perfect we were reframing that date in history for him too. A new reference to that sad date.


As I reflected on other timing issues around our coupling, I realized that the date we’d chosen to marry was 23 weeks to the day of our first conversation which we considered our anniversary. Also on a Sunday. 2 + 3 = 5

It was 46 years to the day of his father’s passing 4 + 6 = 10. We’re marrying on the 10th.

One morning the week before leaving to get married I nearly fell over in the shower realizing that I was 5 when my mother died and John was 15 when his mother died. 5 /10/15


You can see I had no doubt in my mind we had picked the perfect date to get married and I actually began feeling like this moment was so perfect we’d be slipping through some kind of magical portal a la Narnia when we tied the knot that day at, you guessed it, 5:00 pm. And I think we did because everything just got more colorful and brighter after we said our vows that 23/5 day.

We checked in to our gorgeous room the night before our wedding at the beautiful Sheraton on the Falls and I think it was John who realized our room, number 2057 also reduced to, you got it : 5. (2 + 5 + 7 = 14. 1+4 = 5).  20th floor = 5 times 4.


It was all around us. All inside us, all woven between us. Our ancestors and our past and future all conspiring to bring us to this pivot in to our new lives. Yes the number 5 is the one where we pivot in the single numerals. As above, so below, the tipping point. The number where it all shifts, indeed.

On our wine tasting adventure we landed in an upstairs VIP tasting room and tasted their upscale sparkling wine which is called, you guessed it: 5. Of course we bought a bottle which we will be popping on our anniversary next year in the 5th month.


Right now there are all the 5’s I can remember but we tend to see them everywhere so John might have some more to add that I’ve forgotten.


I tingle when I think about this magic. And all of the signs and serendipity blessing our union and reminding us we are moving on the right path.

Not that we need it because I can tell you, this marriage is the best thing that’s happened to me in, well, forever.

A sneak peak at our wedding pics–stay tuned for more to come…