It’s Friday of the week that Danny asked me to marry him. I try not to let my relationships or my actions identify me, but I think it’s safe to allow this occasion to resonate and cast its rays across my experience for awhile. I’m still soaking in how it’s changing me, and how I look at my future. Mostly because I’ve been so used to my words and actions only affecting me, and perhaps occasionally leaving a gentle smudge on those around me. Now there’s another person in all of this, and families, and investments. It’s humbling, and reorienting.
No one prepared me for what this very first week would be like. Up until the moment of your announcement, love is your own little secret between the two of you- it’s really only you two that know how entwining it has become. And as I declare this glorious union, I feel the pull of outside forces again as I reconnect with long lost friends, or close friends who have been outside this little world two people cocoon themselves in when they’re in love. I feel the pull of planning and budgeting and sorting for what will be a joyous celebrative wedding, but which will take a great deal of creativity and ingenuity to pull it off. There’s a thin layer of life between Dan and I right now as we work our butts off to get through spring and summer finals, work, and wedding planning. And so it begins.
I’ve had major rollercoasters and sensitivities this week that I was wholly unprepared for, and feel like I’ve already been through the gauntlet of wedding highs and lows. This morning, I woke up feeling ready to be centered. Ready to reconcile my many lives, collect all the moments of my time so far on Earth and allow them to help me be the human being that I was always meant to be in this moment. I want to find joy in the time I have with friends, joy in the time I have with Dan, joy in the time I can fully commit to my work, to our wedding, to the future, to God. Only in full committal to the life I am in, the person it’s made me, and the person I'm with will I be happy, and for the first time in a long time, I am really ready to be there.
No one prepared me for what this very first week would be like. Up until the moment of your announcement, love is your own little secret between the two of you- it’s really only you two that know how entwining it has become. And as I declare this glorious union, I feel the pull of outside forces again as I reconnect with long lost friends, or close friends who have been outside this little world two people cocoon themselves in when they’re in love. I feel the pull of planning and budgeting and sorting for what will be a joyous celebrative wedding, but which will take a great deal of creativity and ingenuity to pull it off. There’s a thin layer of life between Dan and I right now as we work our butts off to get through spring and summer finals, work, and wedding planning. And so it begins.
I’ve had major rollercoasters and sensitivities this week that I was wholly unprepared for, and feel like I’ve already been through the gauntlet of wedding highs and lows. This morning, I woke up feeling ready to be centered. Ready to reconcile my many lives, collect all the moments of my time so far on Earth and allow them to help me be the human being that I was always meant to be in this moment. I want to find joy in the time I have with friends, joy in the time I have with Dan, joy in the time I can fully commit to my work, to our wedding, to the future, to God. Only in full committal to the life I am in, the person it’s made me, and the person I'm with will I be happy, and for the first time in a long time, I am really ready to be there.
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