Jordan’s wedding toast

by jordan on July 25, 2011

I’d like to say a few words about love. Not the word or the idea, but the feeling of love. This deepest human emotion, which so many writers before me have tried to capture in poem, prayer, and song.

But the thing is, no one can explain love. The first year we started dating, Rebecca and I used to debate about the concept of true love. That fantasy of the Princess and the Knight: the perfect love that sweeps you up and fills everything and every moment of life.

Which as we all know only happens in Disney movies. Which ironically, I happen to write for a living.

But to me, the truth and power and beauty of love is not in perfection, not in what we know… but in its mystery. For who can say why we end up with each other? Or what we give away for the one we’re with?

But I have a theory…

8 years ago today, Rebecca and I met on the lawn of her beach house. 10 minutes later she was making me banana pancakes and I knew… Not that I would spend the rest of my life with this amazing pancake making goddesss. But that there was something here. A feeling. A feeling that we followed. And as the years rushed by full of laughter and Bisquick, that feeling remained. And grew. And she followed it, as I did, through the years to this moment now. And we follow it together still.

Perhaps love is blind then afterall. Everyone with their hands out, stumbling through the world, hoping to touch another. And who can say who we hit or why or from where the feeling is born, or even why it remains.

But it does.

Joseph Campbell said “Follow your bliss”. Well bliss is nothing if not a feeling, which we all know but can’t describe. I’ve found my bliss in Becca. And I give myself to her, that we may stumble blindly together, hand in hand, into the wide future of our lives.

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