I woke up about 15 minutes ago.
The first thing I noticed upon waking is that I was wearing a ring on my finger. In fact, that’s been the first thing to cross my consciousness each morning since Karin slipped the band on me last Saturday. I’ve never worn any jewelry, not even a watch, so I think that probably has something to do with it. Well that, and the fact that I’m married now. The ring is not uncomfortable, just different.
In short, out wedding was fabulous. The weather was lovely, Karin looked absolutely stunning, and the setting was perfect. We’re waiting for pictures (if you have any good ones, send them).
Our wedding was a “destination wedding” – not because we planned it that way, but because there’s really no easy way to get to Vermont and the vast majority of our guests were from out of town. In fact, it was quite an international gathering. We had guests from Canada, England, France, Switzerland, and Germany (once again I was reminded that I really need to brush up on my French). So many people came in for several days and there were several opportunities to mingle and meet each other.
As the wedding approached, everyone seemed to ask me the same question.
“Are you nervous?”
People seemed surprised when I answered that yes…yes I was a bit nervous.
I could feel the energy rising within me several days before the wedding. I usually sleep the sleep of the dead, but I was restless for several nights leading up to the event. I also felt my emotions wrangling to break free, just below the surface. I thought about my parents a lot. I thought about their lives and their deaths. I thought about them never meeting Karin. I always feel their presence, but my wedding reminded me of their absence.
The wedding took place in Manchester, Vermont. I made the 35 minute drive from our house to the wedding site alone. As I drove the country roads, I saw homemade signs on the side of the road.
“Just five more miles!”
“Three more miles”
“Just around the bend!”
So it’s Day 6 of my marriage…
To be honest, I have no idea what it means to be married. I can tell you what I promised in my vows, but the simple truth is that I have never been married before. I suspect there’s no way to know what marriage is really all about until life unfolds. From my understanding, at the heart of marriage is love. I feel like I am a student of love – like a freshman in high school, surrounded by bigger kids who all ready know their way around the building. I know I have a lot to learn, but I am excited to be where I am.
And I am thrilled to have Karin by my side.