Dear The Person Whom I Will Marry,
Maybe we get married, maybe we don’t. But you’ll know what I mean by that. Since this is public-facing I guess I’d better make that a little more accurate…
Dear The Person Who Will Share With Me a Beloved Infatuation For Life and Each Other. Dear Endlessly Ambitious But Totally Attuned Individual Who Is Committed And Stubborn But Flexible And Understanding,
I’m just going to come out and say it. This is where I want you to ask me to marry you. Or maybe this is where I want us to get married.
Or as I mentioned before it doesn’t have to be married per se. It could just be a trip you find for us because you understand the importance of inspiration. Or maybe on a whim you want to look into my eyes for a long time in a jungle house we’ll always remember. Or maybe it’s a huge party we pay for our friends to attend as an expression of love and commitment for an expanded life (partially because we found each other).
While I’m making corrections, it actually doesn’t have to be this place at all. But again, you know what I mean. It has to be a place like this.
Rare, daring, imagined, handmade, cultivated, one of a kind.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
I love you already,
