I still can’t really believe it’s happening. The reality of it hits me at strange and random times — sitting on the BART, working out in the gym, when I first wake up in the morning. Shit’s about to get real. It thrills me most times. Scares the crap out of me at others and overwhelms me every time.
But when I step back and strip away all the planning, the numerous details and all the stuff we’ve spent months putting in place to make our wedding day special, it really is very simple. The man I love and I will stand in front of our respective tribes and pledge our love and commitment to each other. And we’ll ask our tribe to come together as a new united tribe and support us in that commitment. Hold us accountable. Love us unconditionally. And make sure we stick to our guns.
For me, that’s what marriage is all about. Sure, we’ll both be sporting fancy new wedding outfits, there will be unlimited food and drink, a cake that will blow you away and a band that will rock the house. But what it really is all about is gathering as a community to celebrate something that has been a ritual part of people’s lives since the beginning of time. I don’t take that for granted.
I am so proud to be at a point in my life when I can make this kind of commitment freely, completely, legally, spiritually and emotionally without a hint of fear or trepidation. That feels very good and goes a long way to calming the butterflies in my stomach.
Our wedding day will be here before we know it and if everything I hear is true, it will fly by faster than we ever imagined. But I promise myself that I will savor every moment. Take time to look around and bask in the love of my amazing soon-to-be husband and the feel the warmth of friends and family, whether they can be there with us or not. It’s going to be epic!