13 February, 2008
First comes love. . .
Then comes doing our level best to destroy the family.
Susan and I sat cross-legged on our bed last night and swore our undying love for one another. No witnesses, no music, no officials; just two happy gals staring into one another's eyes. I am very happy. It's funny, wearing this ring has made me a little self-conscious; I spent the day feeling like I had a neon sign on my forehead that said, "Look at my finger!" My office mate Mark said he felt the same way after he got married. Symbols are powerful things for English majors.
Now if only I could claim her on my health insurance.
"We learn to love by loving." Iris Murdoch