Htched!!!

This is a picture of us trying to figure out how to hold hands and show off our wedding rings. I feel a little obsessed with my ring. I keep looking at it and thinking about how lucky I am to have built this wonderful life with Satu. This week Satu's sister who is an Episcopal priest came up to make us legal. My sister came to witness and we said our vows here in the living room.

As informal as the whole thing was, it still choked me up. The dog was sniffing me the whole time and my nose was running and threatening to make our wedding kiss very memorable. Satu just smiled her beautiful smile and held my hand very sweetly. Still, after eight years, whenever our eyes meet it sends an electric pulse to my heart.

I do feel different somehow. I am not sure why having this ring on my finger adds depth to my feelings for Satu, but it does. When she calls me her wife it makes my heart stop for a minute. We have barely had a moment to ourselves since Saturday, but these few days have been full of contemplating Satu as my wife.

Being married makes me feel more relaxed, but not settled. I feel renewed, almost as if we are just starting to date which is odd since Satu knows me better than any person in the world. I just want to live up to this great institution that we have both become a part of and be the best wife that I can.