December 7th, 2009 was another life changer day. This one, though, the complete opposite of bad.
It was a Monday - cold, grey. We chose that day because he always had that day off, no other reason but convenience. Low key was how it was going to play out...partly by choice and partly because we had been on the receiving end of non-stop drama and weirdness* - some of it from people who should have been part of the day - so we chose to distance ourselves from the madness and not have anyone ruin the day.
So we went and got married on a cold, grey Monday afternoon in December.
Just the two of us.
Our "wedding attire" was t-shirts with 'Bride' and 'Groom' on them because it made us laugh.
We waited to be called in to the judge's chamber on a hard wooden bench in the hallway of the Centreville, Maryland court house. Sounds terrible but it wasn't. We sat there giggling and excited, creating fun as we always do together.
Man, can we laugh together. Anywhere.
Our witness was the sassy court clerk who took a liking to us. We anticipated a quick and cold-ish repeating of whatever had to be said to make it official and got instead a warm, long, and very, very surprisingly thoughtful ceremony.
I remember that we were both genuinely humbled.
We left, hand in hand, still giggling.
We drove to Annapolis for our "reception" ... |
...which we decided would be at Galway Bay Irish Pub because it was $5 burger night. Afterward we walked and walked hand-in-hand through the Christmas decorated streets of Annapolis. |
Later - and still - we agreed that it was the best wedding either of us had ever been to.
Real, raw, perfect in its imperfection.
Just like us.
Here's how I want to finish this:
I love this man.
Like I've never loved before, I love this man.
I respect him...which is a first for me.
I know his past and he knows mine and neither of them are pretty or perfect but still we stand together, looking at each other and being able to say yes, I understand, I get it.
Never, ever being afraid to tell each other anything. No fear of scorn, rejection, persecution.
No one can make me as mad as he can...until we both crack up because we realize we're being ridiculous.
No one can make me laugh as hard as he can...priceless in my book.
This is the man who saved my life twice. This is the man who will tell you that I saved his.
I am fiercely protective of him and I will scratch your eyes out if you hurt him in any way.
My life is profoundly and boundlessly better because he is in it.
I am beyond proud that he is my husband.
Happy Anniversary to us.
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