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Love’s Labour’s Won

Summer ignited, soul burst alive
Newly more completely myself
I danced for joy, then realized
By shedding my layers
I was also shedding
Connections native to those layers
And you with them.

Autumn creaked in, decaying and hopeless
And all the leaves flared up
Obscuring my vision, making you
Impossible to find, but
I was still searching
For a direct line
From my core to yours.

Winter laid all things bare, cooled the air
And you blazed your own path
To the center where the things that matter
Live and grow and dance
We were finally reveling in
The true value of ourselves
Individually and together.

Spring fairly oozed with love wrapped in birdsong
All the rose and jasmine and citrus flowers
Prolific and heady and most deliciously
In perpetual bloom
We were busily embroidering
The walls with stars
To light our way home.


Thor and I have had quite a year. A partnership unraveling, stuttering toward recovery, and then thundering so far past our previous markers of good, great, and phenomenal that I can no longer clearly recall our former way of being.

We almost lost one another.

No one’s fault, just a simple matter of having drifted away from our own hearts and therefore each other’s.

And now we are found.



Three Cheers for Victoria and Albert!

[Originally written two years ago and given as a toast for my stepsister’s wedding. Happy second anniversary, “Victoria” and “Albert!”]

Kindhearted and handsome, steadfast and true, fun and intelligent. Albert has a long list of traits that are perfect for Victoria.

And so, in due course, he passed Round One of testing.

Yes, as everyone knows, friends and relations are The Jury. Both consciously and unconsciously their collective verdict carries weight.

Men who are kindhearted and handsome, steadfast and true, fun and intelligent sometimes take awhile to find, but there is a decent number of them in the world. I have one myself.

That is why Round Two is important.

In Round Two, we leave the jury box for the nature observatory. We hunker down in the undergrowth, binoculars trained, and wait patiently. If we’re very lucky, before our feet fall asleep we’ll see something grow.

This indescribable something has no color and yet it glows; no shape and yet it surrounds; no size and yet it fills any space to the brim. There are no bullet points to check off, but we know it when we see it, and deep in our souls we know that, to survive, a marriage must feast upon it as vigorously as we have tackled these delicacies tonight.

Before my very eyes, this indescribable something — which must be a species of mint — sprang up all around and between Victoria and Albert. You can see it when they are together, and see it just as plainly when they are apart. It is woven through their hair and growing up between their toes, and I am certain their marriage will never go hungry.

I don’t believe in soul mates predestined. I believe, if a couple is both hardworking and lucky, their souls grow increasingly mated with time. Victoria and Albert are both kindhearted and handsome, steadfast and true, fun and intelligent, and the love between them is bursting forth in flower today. I believe decades from now we’ll find them swinging on the porch swing of their nursing home at dusk, soul mates watching the first stars appear.

Anyway, now that the jury has assembled, I’d like all who think Albert (and Victoria!) have passed both Round One and Round Two with flying colors to raise a glass and say, “congratulations!”

Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, 1854 (Roger Fenton [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons)

Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, 1854
(Roger Fenton [Public domain])


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