One thing I've found sort of funny about this whole wedding thing is that it involves months and months devoted to the careful arrangement of one day, while the honeymoon, at least in our case, goes largely unplanned. G. and I are going on what is truly my dream honeymoon, a trip to places I've wanted to visit my whole life (Rome! Florence! Venice! PARIS!),and I've probably spent a total of two hours thinking about this trip. We're wildly underprepared to spend two weeks in countries where we don't speak the languages beyond G.'s spotty French from a class he took last year, and my thin grasp on the first two lessons of an Italian language CD I've been listening to in my car every few days.
I love this. I can't wait to stumble around these cities with my husband G., and be sappy newlyweds together.
(I also can't wait to have some photos to post that aren't of weddings!)
2 comments:
I loved this post, because you sounded so happy. But the other reason was, because you called G your Husband. How awesome is that?! 16 DAYS!
" A trip to places I've wanted to visit my whole life... We're wildly underprepared to spend two weeks in countries where we don't speak the languages..."
I love this. I can't wait to stumble around these cities with my husband G., and be sappy newlyweds together"
this whole post sounds like a metaphor for marriage, which is why I love it. Aren't we all wildly underprepared, not speaking each other's language, stumbling around trying to figure out this thing called love, but yet we're together." Come back to this when you wonder, "Okay, where are we? How did we get here? What did he mean when he said such -and-such": it doesn't quite matter; we love each other and we're stumbling together in the same direction.
Great reminder for me, too. I've been married 19 and a half years!!!
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