Everyone tells you that your wedding day goes by so fast, but ours stretched out for eternity, with each luminous minute shimmering in our hands before it fell. And finally, we realized it was almost over. I dashed around the room, giving every person the biggest, most tearful hugs of my life.

Then everyone circled us singing, "I think of you every morning, I dream of you every night, darling I'm never lonely whenever you are in sight, I love you for sentimental reasons, because I've given you my heart." And as tears rolled down my cheeks, Amanda winked at me, and I felt like every single of you was in the room with us at once.

And then David and I drove away, through the gold gold hills of home, just the two of us, the gift of the wedding resting freshly on our hearts. Continue reading The End, And The Begining

Earlier today, I mentioned that something at your wedding would probably feel transcendent, but I had no idea what it would be. Interestingly, a small controversy broke out in the comments:

I think it's expectations like "best day of your life" and "transcendent" that mess with brides' minds and create the bridezilla world. Because if it isn't TRANSCENDENT if you aren't RADIANT if it isn't PERFECT than there's something wrong with you. No wonder people go nuts.

But, I'm sticking to my guns on this one. If I had to pick one word to describe our wedding, most particularly our ceremony, it wouldn't be happy (though there were lots of grins), it sure as hell wouldn't be perfect, I'm not sure I'd even use the word joyful (though the day itself was wonderfully joyful), and it wasn't the best day of my life (though it was a damn good one). I think I'd use a word like 'huge' or 'meaningful' or 'overwhelming' or 'transcendent.'

I just looked up the definition of transcendent, and I got this, "extending or lying beyond the limits of ordinary experience," or "being beyond the limits of all possible experience and knowledge." Which is exactly right. Because as A of Accordions & Lace told me in the week between her wedding and ours: Continue reading On Transcendence