Love without complexities or pride

a leaf of the tree of our love

I find it interesting, that although we have been engaged for less than a week, the amount of questions that are asked by family and friends. I am by no means annoyed, just amused by it.

What’s the wedding date?

Pick a dress out yet?

Where do you want the wedding to be?

I am having a tough time answering them obviously. Who knows where we will even be after our farming adventure? I want us to try to be more frugal and thoughtful in our lives, why not start with the wedding.  Even my ring symbolizes this.  I picked my ring out, I never wanted a ring that would be flashy, but would be symbolic of a life I want to live with him. I also firmly believe that to spend so much money on a ring or a wedding in general, just seems wasteful. The average american spends $3,500 and $4,000 on an engagement ring (so says this). THEN let’s consider the average price on a wedding day: $24,066! This doesn’t even include the price of the honeymoon! AND THIS IS ALL FOR ONE DAY. Joe and I are not even close to be able to spend that much. Nor do I have any desire to. I’m sure I could do a very frugal wedding, but do I want to? Eloping doesn’t sound too bad now does it?

Either way, I just don’t want the day to get away from us and the celebration of the commitment to each other.

XVII (I do not love you…)      Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.


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