Even though it’s been just over two weeks since our wedding, I’ve been sitting here for half an hour trying to figure out how to talk about it all, and I can’t even think where to begin – it was beyond words in every way. I’ve never felt more present, more loved, more beautiful or more joyful in my life than I did on our wedding day.
Thank you so much to all of you who sent well wishes, and of course a big thank all of the wonderful guest bloggers who helped out with posts while I was away. Weren’t they fun?!
So, since our wedding photos aren’t ready to share, and since lots of folks are already off celebrating the holidays, I’ll hold off on a full re-cap until the new year. But until then, I thought I’d bring you this poem by Walt Whitman that I’ve been hanging on to for awhile. It feels like just the perfect love letter to my husband (my husband!) at this beginning of our journey together.
from Song of the Open Road
by Walt Whitman
Allons! we must not stop here,
However sweet these laid-up stores, however convenient this dwelling
we cannot remain here,
However shelter’d this port and however calm these waters we must
not anchor here,
However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us we are permitted
to receive it but a little while.
Listen! I will be honest with you,
I do not offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes,
These are the days that must happen to you:
You shall not heap up what is call’d riches,
You shall scatter with lavish hand all that you earn or achieve…
Allons! the road is before us!
Camerado, I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than money,
I give you myself before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
(If you’ve done any digging for wedding ceremony readings, you may have come across this one already, but either way I hope you love it as much as I do. If you want to read the whole thing, you can find it right here.)
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