After over a year of engagement and five years of togetherness, we finally tied the knot this past weekend, and I am a married man. I hear from people all the time that they don’t remember their wedding, or even that they didn’t really enjoy it because of all the stress. I absolutely loved my wedding. We got married at the beautiful Oregon Coast Aquarium in Newport, OR. If you are planning a wedding in or near Oregon, call them. They do a fantastic job at a surprisingly competitive price, and you get to get married SURROUNDED BY FISH.
The ceremony itself shouldn’t change much in my life. After all, my wife and I already own a home and are part-time raising a child together. Compared to those two, signing a paper and wearing a ring are fairly minor life choices. Still, I can’t help but be affected by it. As I type, one of my fingers feeling the still unfamiliar weight of my ring, I want to choose to do better things and be better at the things that I do. I wasn’t alone before – far from it – and she has always been an absolute rock of support, both practically and creatively, but I still feel like a partner – officially – for the first time. Nothing I do is just for me anymore, not wholly, and that’s fine. In fact, it’s kind of amazing.
Thanks to everyone who was able to make the ceremony, and the many who weren’t but offered their congratulations. I will be writing thank you cards, it seems, until my anniversary at least. It was an amazing week, and now the big challenge is getting back to normal life. Though I happen to have a pretty fantastic life, it’s a hard transition back from that fantasy island week of being constantly surrounded by friends and family. Also, eating out every meal. So much great food. We’re going to have to up our cooking game.
Anyway, that’s my update. Married. Back to work.