Sunday, March 17, 2019
Did that really just happen? I mean it felt so surreal. Still does. Like one of those crazy dreams that leaves you feeling nervous and excited at the same time. So every time I get this feeling I simply glance down at my left hand. And there it is. My wedding ring. (The impact of those words alone leave me breathless.) And not just my wedding ring. The fact this was Kensi’s dad’s ring…. It’s like the most glorious weight of the world is on me. This feeling of epic responsibility will never leave me and something I will never take for granted.
Writing about this day would be incomplete without mentioning “The Box”. I’m not sure I can get Kens to fess-up about what was really in the box/locker back when it first appeared. (And of course she had an “out” with it….) Surely it couldn’t have been the ring the entire time, right? That was so long ago. It seems more feasible she changed out what was in the locker a few times over all those years. (Hmm. I wonder if I can get the Wonder Twins to pull the video footage.) Honestly, it SO doesn’t matter now. But I bet it makes for a great story. Just like us.
It’s a miracle the day ended so wonderfully. First me freaking out. (How did Sam not shoot me? What was I thinking?!) Then rain. And Kirkin. (Seriously?! Kirkin?!) Then who should burst in to literally save the day? Hetty! It was one of our greatest wishes, for her, the woman who brought us together, to marry us. (But that entrance? Man. And she calls me a drama queen?!)
And my bride, my beautiful Kensi. While she doesn’t want to talk about it, “of course” she arrives with a ripped dress and banged-up knuckles! That’s my girl. Or rather wife. Oh… I have a wife. I’m a husband! This changes everything.
But what if the ring was in the box/locker this whole time? Then I’m an idiot! Yet I wouldn’t trade one moment, all the ups & downs, of our journey. It’s those indescribable and mundane moments that made us, us. Both the good and bad times only made us more sure of our future together. One thing is for certain, it always was, is, and will forever be – A Love Story.