It · Melts · Into · Wonder

Not feeling like I'll ever be ready to come back to this space, but, to quell the strong hunger for sharing the small experiences of daily living, I've started yet another blog, All This Untouched Beauty.

Last weekend I went to the most beautiful wedding I've ever attended. A friend of the couple stood up with his wife and baby at the beginning to explain the significance of the Baha'i wedding vow, "We will all, verily, abide by the will of God." He explained how the vow transforms the concept of marriage, from a private, independent bond between two people, to a model for world unity, in which the couple plays their role by serving the community and striving to abide by God's will, and the community supports and protects the couple. Therefore, the entire world plays a part in a marriage, and in turn, the couple sheds their light upon the whole world.

I feel like what I'm about to try to say is, basically, that I grasp the enormity of Baha'i marriage, the significance of the vow I took. But I am going to talk about it in more depth, and lay out a few of the other surprises married life has brought to me as well.



( On being married. )

When I was a little girl, my father and I would say the same long prayer every night when he was putting me to sleep. Somewhere between the "If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take" and the, "Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite" was a part where we would bless all my family and close friends. I don't remember the whole string of blessings, but I do very acutely remember one part:

God bless Steven, God bless Peter, God bless Kevin, too...

( The sad news. )

I've been joking around with Nick that at the wedding when people ask me if I'm really happy, I'll answer, "Yes, I'm so happy. Only two more days until I can have some Hawaiian shave ice!"

Mmm. Shave Ice.

I'm just kidding, of course. I'm mostly excited to be married.

(And... to eat some Dried Lihi Mui Mango...)

Bring on the honeymoon. 17 days to go!

Yesterday, I ran seven miles in my new backyard.
Today, I did exactly the same thing.
So what if I'm sleeping on an air bed in my living room. I have a beautiful apartment with a view of Prospect Park. And I've graduated magna cum laude from Columbia University. I have NOTHING to complain about.
(Even my lack of internet access in my new place, which is why, coincidentally, I might not be able to post here very often for a while.)