You probably can’t tell it here, but I write for a living. Mostly advertising/newsletter/sales stuff, but every day I go to work and put (digital) pen to paper for money. And you’d think that’d make writing my wedding vows easy…but the honest truth is, I’m struggling.
In fact, it’s straight-up hard. Hard enough that I sometimes wish for a religious ceremony with a set script. And I take comfort in knowing Mr. W isn’t done with his either, but still…I should have this one in the bag!
Here’s the REALLY ridiculous thing: I’ve been working on my vows since October. I actually started writing them on a work retreat to Joshua Tree.
Not pictured: The horrifying snake that slithered through our picnic.
And while I took plenty of pictures of cacti…I did NOT come up with a coherent version of my vows then. Or on Christmas break. Or any of the mornings I’ve sat down to write.
And I DEFINITELY didn’t write a good draft of the vows while hopped up on sinus meds last week.
SO what’s the holdup? Honestly…I’m not sure. I know how I feel about Mr. W. I know why I want to marry him. I 100% know what I don’t want to share with the general public. But I’m stuck on how to express myself.
One more, because photos of my scribbles in my vow notebook aren’t interesting at all. I climbed that big-ass rock.
In some ways, it’s the most important piece of writing of my life—and I’m at a standstill.
I think it’s the concept of “vows”—they’re more than a declaration of love. They’re a lasting promise. And they should age well, like good whisky…they should be something so enduring that they stand the test of time.
So where am I at currently? Well, here’s a recent draft. Clearly, there’s room for a ton of improvement.
Mr. W, I promise not to f*ck this up…because this is the most important thing I’ve ever done, and a love this strong deserves to grow and endure.
I promise to support you and stand by your side when times are happy, and even more so when things are hard. I promise to cherish moments that we’re at our best, but to love you all the more at your worst.
I promise to strive, every day, to be as supportive of you and your dreams, your hopes, and your family as you are of mine.
SOMETHING ABOUT HIS KIDS??
I love you, Mr. W. I can’t imagine spending life with a more perfect partner in crime. I can’t wait to start our next great adventure together.
Honestly, here’s the thing. I mean it all, but it sounds a little basic—generic even. And how long are vows supposed to be? I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to say “f*ck” at the beginning of them, either.
I’ll get there, but this sh*t is hard!