Too Long

It's been far too long since my last blog entry. I mean, come on. Everything has happened and there could still be more to come. New York has been a hotbed of activity and things just continue on. Saku has a girlfriend. The cab I took to the airport smelled like vomit. I woke up at 3:30 AM on a leather couch in a room whose average temperature was roughly twelve thousand degrees. There’s the tragic devastation of September 11th, a day that nobody will soon forget. But that's on a grander scale, and I don't think that there is much I could add to the conversation. What I want to talk about is small to you, but big to me.

I'm getting married. It's all very exciting. But the thing that kills me is this. When two people love each other, why do they have to do all the traditional things to get married? Right now I'm dealing with political questions about cakes, flowers, and guest lists. Cakes are eaten. Flowers die. Guests are trouble. You worry, biting your fingernails down, driving yourself crazy about who you're going to cut from the list. And you have to make cuts because there simply isn't enough money to go around. And you think about the amount of money that is being spent and wonder how all this got started when all you wanted to do was show the world that you love this person and start spending the rest of your life together.

But somehow it started. Now you are being asked about Aunt Julie being upset about her kids not being invited. And you are being nagged about tuxedo rentals. And you are being asked if you prefer this cake or that cake or cupcakes. And you don't want any of it. All you want to do is be in her arms and not talk about anything. You just want to stay at home all day and not think. But, alas, there are decisions to be made. There are photographers to pay and music to choose. And, in the end, you will be married, just like you wanted to be. You just have to go through this level of hell to get there. And when you do, you will have less money, less patience, and less life to enjoy with the one you love.

Fri 25 Jan 2002 3:51 PM
Comments Permalink
Powered by Movable Type 2.661