Two years ago today i married her in a forest with a dog, a photographer, a dear friend as a witness and a preist from the Church of the Latter Day Dude. At the time we had so many hurdles in front of us, countries, immigration laws, timezones, airports, a new language, new social norms, new jobs, buckets of patience and, largest of all, the god damned Atlantic Ocean.
She was and it is so clear to me that i didn’t put all those problems into focus. She remains my focal point and the blurred problems remain blurred, even in hindsight and even from this side of the ocean. But then and remaining eight months in North America, myself on one shore of that sea on the other her, all i saw was her and her alone until our shadows met and after.
I feel blessed for making a vow to myself as a better self and a vow to her in every context i can imagine and those i can’t; we married and live a quiet place.
