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Sunday, October 08, 2006

Warning: cheese-factor high

Right now Paul is in an airplane headed for Taiwan, approximately an hour off the coast of California. By the time we see each other again, we won't have seen each other for twenty-six days - which is the longest we've been apart in the two years and five months that we've known each other. Also, because of the time difference and the cost we probably won't be able to talk on the phone much, which is going to be really, really hard because I honestly can't remember the last time I went twelve hours without hearing his voice.

This afternoon someone asked me why I am marrying him. I never know how to answer this question because I never know where to begin. I'm marrying him because he's the best man I've ever known. I'm marrying him because he treats me better than I ever imagined anyone would treat me. I'm marrying him because when I look at him I envision tiny new people that are both me and him and the mere thought of it thrills me in a way I can't even explain. I'm marrying him because he is my better half. Because he knows how to give me exactly what I need without even trying. Without me asking. Without me even knowing. I'm marrying him because I love him more than I thought was possible. And because he makes me want to be a better person because that is what he deserves.

And that, barely even scratches the surface of it.

It terrifies me sometimes because while I used to believe that maybe there was a pool of people out there who I might be compatible with, now I know that there is only him. Before I met him I figured that I would never find someone I was completely happy with, because of my idiosyncracies and the nature of man. I thought that I might be mostly happy someday, but complete happiness? I think it is unimaginable to most people. And yet, I am. And I know that there is no one else out there who could make me this happy. And I really can't imagine living life without him. And that is why I'm marrying him.

And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay

- Such Great Heights

wingless was still breathing at 2:03 AM -

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