Church & State
This morning, Marisa and I went to get our marriage license at the Office of the City Clerk down in lower Manhattan—only a few blocks from where she and I had met at the World Trade Center 6 years ago. It was pretty much what I expected, yet it didn't take as long as I'd thought it might. Very DMV-like atmosphere. Lots of couples, but the overall mood was weirdly somber.
Marisa was funny. When we were on the way out of the office, she turned to the whole hushed room and said loudly, "Congratulations, everyone!" Then we left, giggling like teenagers. Of course, she meant it (being that she thinks everyone ought to be celebratory about it), but it was still worth laughing about.
I've been up since 5:45 this morning. I'm already exhausted from all the walking around we did, and I'm only now about to start my work day. But it was a good day.
Today was about legality. But by far I care more that the church (as a concept)—or more specifically, God—acknowledges marriage.
Word of the Day
One of the chief benefits of wedlock is the fortune of walking hand in hand with another toward the inevitability of senescence.
Marisa was funny. When we were on the way out of the office, she turned to the whole hushed room and said loudly, "Congratulations, everyone!" Then we left, giggling like teenagers. Of course, she meant it (being that she thinks everyone ought to be celebratory about it), but it was still worth laughing about.
I've been up since 5:45 this morning. I'm already exhausted from all the walking around we did, and I'm only now about to start my work day. But it was a good day.
Today was about legality. But by far I care more that the church (as a concept)—or more specifically, God—acknowledges marriage.
Word of the Day
One of the chief benefits of wedlock is the fortune of walking hand in hand with another toward the inevitability of senescence.
posted by Jeff LaSala at 1:40 PM
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