I love this guy I’m living with.
Sometimes, we talk about marriage. In the future. When we’re financially stable. Sometime later.
I used to say I’d never get married again. Now I’m not so sure. I can easily see being with Tom for the rest of my life. It’s the first time I’ve ever been able to say that. But marriage. It changes things, y’know? And “someday” seems like a nice, safe word when talking about it.
When Tom and the priest were talking on the phone last week, Father asked him when if and when we were planning to get married. Gulp. But my guy is such an angel. He didn’t get cold feet, he didn’t get weirded out by the question. He told him that we were definitely getting married. The priest said he would do the ceremony. Is that even kosher? A Catholic priest marrying a non-practicing Catholic and a sort of mishmashy, non-believer in organized religion, part Jewish heathen?
Oh my gosh. This is so weird to even write.
Tags: blog-a-day, blogging, marriage, priests
February 25, 2008 at 3:32 am |
Oh my gosh no, not weird at all. The priest is obligated to inquire about the “living in sin” thing. Obligated. It’s a formality. Marriage. And yes, it changes things.
Oh my gosh.
February 25, 2008 at 4:35 am |
Ohhhhh…okay.
I think the marriage thing is in the future. Of course, I’d never let some cute little priest bulldoze us into taking the plunge. It’s just so weird to talk about it like we’re actually going to do it. I do hope I get a nice rock like the one you just bought for your wife.