i honestly cannot believe three months has passed. in some ways it seems like light years ago that we were standing under an oak tree surrounded by loved ones.
though we’d lived together for almost two years when we got married, these past three months have felt different. sure, there are rough days with bickering and unmet expectations and beautiful days when i’m looking goggly-eyed at my husband and cherishing every single moment. there’s a lot of work for me to do on myself, and i cannot imagine a better mirror to be looking into. i have never felt more myself, more loved, more challenged.
when we picked out our readings for our wedding, we wanted pieces that felt real. we knew what we were committing to would take hard work, and honestly that’s the most beautiful part. love doesn’t just descend on you like a cloud of pixie dust (though it may feel like that in the very beginning). it’s something you build brick by brick working toward a stronger foundation.
we had two, but this was my favorite reading. and i included the song i walked down the aisle to, sang by our beloved friend kevin martin.
so blessed for these three months. may god give us sixty years.
love you baby.
“but ultimately there comes a moment when a decision must be made. ultimately two people who love each other must ask themselves how much they hope for as their love grows and deepens, and how much risk they are willing to take… it is indeed a fearful gamble… because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature.
to marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take… if we commit ourselves to one person for life this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession, but participation… it takes a lifetime to learn another person… when love is not possession, but participation, then it is part of that co-creation which is our human calling, and which implies such risk that it is often rejected.”
- from “the irrational season” by madeleine l’engle