a wedding blessing

MY MARRIAGE IS THE COUNTRY I return to between all the others; where I rest, recover, reflect, re-live, and rejoice. My husband is my travel journal; that beat up, worn leather thing with all the dried flowers and ticket stubs falling out of it. May a sense of home, enclosed by arms, and a leather-bound love, always be with you.

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