There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)
For Julie and Marie
While we were waiting for today we held hands, planted our garden and took walks in the rain. We read the Sunday paper while listening to the slow pop of bacon cooking on the stove; we spent hours waiting by the lake for that elusive fish to hit the line and held each other as a chorus of frogs sang love songs through the night. There were times of great joy and laughter.
While we were waiting our garden bloomed, love, trust and happiness endured. Our friends and family waited too, they loved us while we waited.
We gave each other comfort in times of sorrow, light in times of darkness, friendship in times of loneliness…waiting for today. Our day, our wedding day, our happily ever after day.
Today, we believe in patience, love and that dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. Today we open the doors, throw back the shutters and let the sunshine in. From this day forward I am yours and you are mine. Thank God for today.
Now, I realize that there will be difficulties. Whenever you have a transition, whenever you are moving from one system to another there will be definite difficulties, but I think there is enough brainpower, and I think there is enough determination, enough courage and faith to meet the difficulties as they develop. I often feel like saying, when I hear the question “People aren’t ready,” that it’s like telling a person who is trying to swim, “Don’t jump in that water until you learn how to swim.” When actually you will never learn how to swim until you get in the water. And I think people have to have an opportunity to develop themselves and govern themselves. ~Martin Luther King, Jr.
You have become an instrument of Heaven’s will, offering a balance in the world around you. It is not swashbuckling prowess or uncanny talent that qualifies you for this office, but your simplest gifts — your modesty, your compassion, your economy. Because you can see clearly who most needs a miracle, Heaven’s bounty is being put at your disposal.
I see the moon. Does the moon see me?