Watching our kids talk about us around a dinner table tonight is a strong reminder of what family means to them as well as what role we’ve played in that. Watching our in law, my brother and her sister do the same raises the level of reflective energy to the next level. Watching my mom say good things brings it all home.
tomorrow I get to marry the woman of my dreams. Tonight we celebrated what it means to us all to be a family and I was brought to tears by the love and the energy and the raw emotion on display. A wedding is a procedural celebration. It is a dance between two people and around them dance several others all balancing their emotions on a knife’s edge as the couple carves promises into the foundational stone of their future. This marriage comes later in life for us and it is the second for each both us. We intend for it to be the last, because this is different. It isn’t built from lust or expectation or some fundamental belief that the other can be molded or will change into a selfish ideal formed in one partners mind. This is built from a spiritual connection that transcends the physical while still being encapsulated within it. This is us living a life in which we strive to see each other’s dreams come true as much as our own. This is a partnership and one that is true to form and constantly evolving and growing.
I am excited to continue spending my life with this woman. The pomp and circumstance of the event is only a moment to further unite our family—a touchstone we can all look back on and see that we have done something wonderful together and for each other.