and so we got married

I have always been repelled by doing things how they should be done. If you’re following a recipe step by step there is no room left for creativity and excellence that comes with it. Even though I AM a master planner and do have problems with spontaneity (all of you who know me, it’s the time now to get the smirk off your faces!), I am fully dedicated to doing everything my own way. Mine, and nobody else’s. 

And so we got married. 

Made a decision one day with no proposal and no fancy yes under fireworks. Dropped the papers, bought the rings and the dress in one weekend and said oui in the mairie exactly a month later.

Confirming our love to each other could not be more simple. 

As we closed the day, Thomas' grandmother read a beautiful part on marriage, the very same one that was read when her first daughter was getting married almost 30 years ago.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. 

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet