Tuesday, April 26, 2011

I bribed them to sing a song that would drive us insane and make our hearts swell and burst.

Eight years ago, in a little room behind where our friends and family were assembled to watch Kathy and I get married, I was doing what I always do: joking with my friends and quoting my favorite movies. Difference was, this time I was doing it in a tux.

But when the word came that it was time to take the stage, there was only one thing I could say. My last words as a single man.

“Take me to… the volcano!”

Not an actual wedding photo.
Eight years in, it’s easy to see that jumping in was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Thanks, honey.


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