Tomorrow I will marry.

A bewildering array of people I care about are in the middle of nowhere to be part of our wedding. My sister Monica was perhaps the clearest expression of what I felt from so many different people tonight. She came and stood close to me, radiating love with a big smile and was so happy that she was a big part of making tonight’s party a success. Maybe it’s because she’s a child that it shown through her eyes so clearly. I felt enveloped in love tonight, basking in it and in the warm glow of the waxing moon.

Tomorrow I will marry, and I’m deeply ready, truly happy about it. Ready to make my vows. Ready to ritualize the depth of my love for Jeanhee. Ready to deepen the love and strengthen the relationship in a few moments that will be with us forever.

I proposed to Jeanhee on the French Mesa in Santa Rosalia, Mexico. Somehow eight-plus months later, I’m on a farm listening to the crickets mark the moments of a beautiful tonight. A beautiful night before a beautiful day. Tomorrow I will marry.