1. 09 September 2010 ยท 01:39 PM
    Two years ago today, this happened. I’m gonna sound all shmoopy now, so those of you who hate sentimentality may wish to skip this next bit. The night before our wedding, I contracted a case of jitters. Not cold feet exactly, but an awareness of the weight of what we were about to do. For keeps. For life. My internal voice couldn’t help but insert a question mark on that last sentence — “for life?” Divorce has come calling on nearly all the couples in my family; even the most permanent-seeming relationships were pulled under by its current. Some have been replaced by better partnerships — evidence that as we grow and change love does, too. Still, I want “for life.” Jeff does, too. And in the two years since we slid rings on each other’s fingers, I’ve not once felt jitters. This man, who I already loved as deeply as I thought possible and whose friendship made me open up to the possibility of happiness, amazes me with his compassion, his convictions, and an unerring radar that zeroes in on my bullshit and never let’s me get away with it. Any wall I ever erected around my heart came down that afternoon, on that Hawaiian beach. Our love, our friendship and our trust in each other have replaced walls with wide-open spaces. Happy anniversary, baby. For real, for keeps, for life.

    Two years ago today, this happened.

    I’m gonna sound all shmoopy now, so those of you who hate sentimentality may wish to skip this next bit.

    The night before our wedding, I contracted a case of jitters. Not cold feet exactly, but an awareness of the weight of what we were about to do.

    For keeps. For life.

    My internal voice couldn’t help but insert a question mark on that last sentence — “for life?” Divorce has come calling on nearly all the couples in my family; even the most permanent-seeming relationships were pulled under by its current. Some have been replaced by better partnerships — evidence that as we grow and change love does, too.

    Still, I want “for life.” Jeff does, too. And in the two years since we slid rings on each other’s fingers, I’ve not once felt jitters. This man, who I already loved as deeply as I thought possible and whose friendship made me open up to the possibility of happiness, amazes me with his compassion, his convictions, and an unerring radar that zeroes in on my bullshit and never let’s me get away with it.

    Any wall I ever erected around my heart came down that afternoon, on that Hawaiian beach. Our love, our friendship and our trust in each other have replaced walls with wide-open spaces.

    Happy anniversary, baby. For real, for keeps, for life.

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