Apparently I'm engaged to Eric.
Caiti Sullivan just doesn't have the same ring.
I went to a wedding last night.
My second one this month.
I had just finished organizing the kitchen cupboards, and had water for tea on the stove to boil when the house phone ring.
"Hello Caiti Holle, Would you like to be a witness to a wedding then go to dinner?"
"Um... Sure. Who is getting married."
"Paul."
"Oh. I don't know him. Let me put on some clean clothes."
Mandy gets home and we rush out the door where there is a car waiting outside for us. Inside a much older couple, easily in their sixties, obviously with money but good politics.
This couple had been married previously forty years ago. Separated for three years when their daughter was very young, reconciled a few years later, and with common law marriage (they were living in Colorado) never felt the need to re-marry. In Washington that was not the case and her health care coverage was in jeopardy if they didn't.
So their second marriage, in a courthouse, and they needed a last minute witness. Me.
It was a very poignant little ceremony considering it was just a judge in a courthouse. (The one who ruled on my felony charges actually)
"We all know a marriage isn't about a ceremony, or a contract, and you two better than most. It's a union that comes from within. This is just an outward expression."
Nice.
I went to a wedding last night.
My second one this month.
I had just finished organizing the kitchen cupboards, and had water for tea on the stove to boil when the house phone ring.
"Hello Caiti Holle, Would you like to be a witness to a wedding then go to dinner?"
"Um... Sure. Who is getting married."
"Paul."
"Oh. I don't know him. Let me put on some clean clothes."
Mandy gets home and we rush out the door where there is a car waiting outside for us. Inside a much older couple, easily in their sixties, obviously with money but good politics.
This couple had been married previously forty years ago. Separated for three years when their daughter was very young, reconciled a few years later, and with common law marriage (they were living in Colorado) never felt the need to re-marry. In Washington that was not the case and her health care coverage was in jeopardy if they didn't.
So their second marriage, in a courthouse, and they needed a last minute witness. Me.
It was a very poignant little ceremony considering it was just a judge in a courthouse. (The one who ruled on my felony charges actually)
"We all know a marriage isn't about a ceremony, or a contract, and you two better than most. It's a union that comes from within. This is just an outward expression."
Nice.