Sunday, October 19, 2008

An open letter

I stole this idea from my shore. I was feeling a little sentimental tonight, so I thought I would partake.

Dear Colin Powell: Thank you. Your wisdom and courage has inspired me and given me hope for my future.

Dear Stress about the wedding: Can you please wait? How bout just a month or two? do I really need to decide everything now?

Dear Worries about my weight: I know you're important. I want to address you. And I'm going to try. But in the meantime, maybe you could just take a break.

Dear Tony: I love you more every day. I'm so lucky. None of this would be worth it without you.

Dear Starbucks: Thanks for making a little treat for me when I need one. I can't wait to try your salty caramel hot chocolate.

Dear Halloween: I love you! You're so fun!


beckbot said...

Dear Linz,
Please put good ol' worries about weight out on the curb with the Columbus Day BBQ leftovers. It's not worth it, especially when you look so good in your engagement day photos! One thing that helped me when planning my wedding was something I read (I think by Wendell Berry) about weddings being mainly for the community of people who "raised" you (so to speak). It's a party for you *and* for them. In that spirit (and the spirit of extreme frugality), I opted for simple things and relied on friends and relatives for the cake, dress, photos, decorations, finger food, etc. I did splurge on flowers (26 white roses, y'all). My only regret is not enough candid photos, so make sure you've got other people besides the photographer taking random pictures. Don't let the stress suck the joy out of the occasion.

beckbot said...

... and here's the exact quote:

"Lovers must not, like usurers, live for themselves alone. They must finally turn from their gaze at one another back toward the community. If they had only themselves to consider, lovers would not need to marry, but they must think of others and of other things. They say their vows to the community as much as to one another, and the community gathers around them to hear and to wish them well, on their behalf and its own. It gathers around them because it understands how necessary, how joyful, and how fearful this joining is. These lovers, pledging themselves to one another "until death," are giving themselves away, and they are joined by this as no law or contract could join them. Lovers, then, "die" into their union with one another as a soul "dies" into its union with God. And so here, at the very heart of community life, we find not something to sell as in the public market but this momentous giving. If the community cannot protect this giving, it can protect nothing..."

It is Wendell Berry's.