My love belongs to me and I to him. Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong... It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. From Song of Solomon 8:6-7 Read by Samuel Schmidt |
This is everything I have to tell you about love: nothing. This is everything I've learned about marriage: nothing. Only that the world out there is complicated, and there are beasts in the night, and delight and pain, and the only thing that makes it okay, sometimes, is to reach out a hand in the darkness and find another hand to squeeze, and not to be alone. It's not the kisses, or never just the kisses: it's what they mean. Somebody's got your back. Somebody knows your worst self and somehow doesn't want to rescue you or send for the army to rescue them. It's not two broken halves becoming one. It's the light from a distant lighthouse bringing you both safely home because home is wherever you are both together. So this is everything I have to tell you about love and marriage: nothing, like a book without pages or a forest without trees. Because there are things you cannot know before you experience them. Because no study can prepare you for the joys or the trials. Because nobody else's love, nobody else's marriage, is like yours, and it's a road you can only learn by walking it, a dance you cannot be taught, a song that did not exist before you began, together, to sing. And because in the darkness you will reach out a hand, not knowing for certain if someone else is even there. And your hands will meet, and then neither of you will ever need to be alone again. And that's all I know about love. By Neil Gaiman Read by Harper Hader |
That's what it means, I think, to love someone wholly: to venture beyond the living room, into the depths. It may seem like a kindness to confine them to the upper floors, where things are predictable, usable: tables, chairs. But shutting the portals also means locking them out of the psychedelic treehouses, the hanging gardens, the empty rooms that suddenly burst into music. The collections of days and moments and conversations laid out like rows upon rows of miniature circuses, all the same yet somehow always surprising. The vast madly spinning thing at the heart, adorned with twenty thousand lights. I have made my husband travel six thousand miles with me, and more, to crack the skin of domesticity and dig into the strange labyrinths underneath—to make sure he can handle it, and also, because I know he can. When I find more deep houses, and I will, we'll visit them together; I don't need, or want, to go alone. The wilder heart will always exist, but sometimes it doesn't say "go." Sometimes it says "I'm going. You come too." From Women and Other Monsters: Building a New Mythology, by Jess Zimmerman Read by Margot Robbie |
Olivia: My Billiam. Even though I started giving you vows nearly a year ago, these were the hardest to choose. There’s so much I want to tell you and say, but I think the miracle of loving you can be most concisely described like this: before I met you, I didn’t believe in destiny. I hadn't seen any evidence strong enough to convince me of its existence, and despite all the times I squinted over the details of my life, it seemed impossible that power like that could really be on my side. There was so much I'd lost faith in, so many hopes I thought I would have to carry by myself. But then one day, I crossed the 405. I walked into your house, peeked at your closet, hugged you, and instantly knew I never wanted to leave. Somehow, someway, you decided I wouldn't have to. With the same patience, determination, and consideration you show to everyone fortunate enough to know you, you’ve become my partner, my safety, my anchor. You pull me out from the echoes within my mind and ground me to the earth; your unwavering support makes me feel like I can do anything. I have never known anyone like you, no one as good, brilliant, or steadfast. I am proud to call you mine because you are my everything — out of all the people I’ve met, you are my favorite. Out of all the places I’ve been, you are my home. Every day it becomes clearer to me that your presence in my life is the hand of fate. In the time that I’ve known you, you’ve made all my dreams come true. I love you more than I have words for, more than anything. Today in front of our friends, family, and brood, I vow that no matter what hardships either of us faces, we will battle them together, in unity. I vow to honor our Friday rituals. I vow to keep collecting our memories and finding opportunities to make new ones with you. I vow to keep adding words to our glossary so that we have whatever language it takes for us to reach each other. I vow to forever drool on our pillows, and keep the fridge full of kombucha and Gatorades. I vow to keep complimenting you into making woozy faces and to never stop trying to make you laugh. I vow to love you through all our learnings, all our growth. I vow to cherish the floors we explore. I vow to hold out my hands when I am at my most fearful and trust in yours being there to meet them. I vow to be the home that is always waiting for you. I vow that if you're going, I'm coming too. I vow to love you for the rest of this lifetime and into the next. | Bill: Hi, honey. You look stunning. And I’m so happy to be here, standing across from you, in front of all our family and friends, with… well, loosely prepared remarks. Every day since you walked into my life, one year, five months (and one week) ago today, everything in my life got a little bit brighter. You are so generous, thoughtful and kind. There’s such a warmth in you, your heart is so big. It’s rare. You’re remarkable. It was the first thing I noticed about you, and I’d bet its one of the first things half the people here noticed about you, too. You bring so much light into my world, and even my darkest days don’t seem so hard anymore. Because I’m yours. And every day I fall asleep next to you, every day I wake up next to you, I'm grateful I'm one day closer to getting old with you. And I promise you I’ll do that. I promise we’ll get to see each other get so old. You’ll get short like Mom, I’ll get fat like Dad. Along the way I promise to listen to you, work with you, and stand beside you. I promise to always be on your side, and to face our problems together while holding your hand. I promise to share my life with you, and build our home with you. I promise to love you exactly as you are - every minute, every day. To honor our love with honesty, commitment, respect, and joy. I promise to always tell you to look at the moon. I promise to take care of you, protect you, to always consider you first, and to let you water me. I love you with everything I have in me, everything I’ve got. And I promise I’ll do it for the rest of our lives. |
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BRUNCHThe Rose in Venice, at their Upper Deck Beer Garden. |
MOVIEA screening of Beetlejuice to wrap up the wedding weekend. |