By the time this post is published, I’ll have made the happiest decision in my life, saying “I do” and marrying my girlfriend Anne. We had a small, intimate wedding, and wrote our own vows (well, really the whole ceremony, but what do you expect from two people who met because of National Novel Writing Month?) Anyway, this is what I wrote:
Anne, what we have is built on trust, love, and understanding. Trust that our love will overcome any passing strife in our lives, trust that we can hold hands even as we butt heads.
We understand one another, and though others may look at us and tilt their heads or raise an eyebrow, we know we’re better together than apart.
Side by side, back to back, or even facing off – I trust that we’ll always come out the other side together, ready to face whatever lies ahead. With love, respect, and a little bit of elbow grease, we can handle everything life throws at us, from the little to the large.
Sickness and stubbed toes – we’ll make it through.
Boobercuts and random sleep interrogations – we’ll make it through.
Dragons, zombies, and alien invaders – we’ll make it through.
Yes, mortgage payments, homeowners’ associations, and even tricksy little children – I know we’ll make it through those too.
I promise to love you and to stand by your side, to always have your back and to catch you when you fall. These are my vows to you.
I told you once you’re the girl who’s got it going on, who knows the difference between Romulan and Klingon. I’m so lucky to wake up each day next to the hot geeky girl of my dreams.
Anne, I love you more than any words I could ever say. It’s an honor, privilege, and joy to stand here with you today, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together.
And if that’s not enough, here’s a shiny ring.
Even with such a “small” wedding, it’s been a whirlwind to get this through the gate. I just thought I’d take a moment here to loudly and proudly shout that I am the luckiest man on Earth. I love you Anne!