For no apparent reason, this came to me today during meditation. To those who read more into things than is written, let me repeat: For NO apparent reason.
Our wedding vows were a far cry from your traditional sacramental promises to… Oh, who am I kidding? I haven’t the slightest clue what the rest of the world is promising to do.
All I know is that when Tom and I said “I do” we promised to love and honor each other as a whole being. Our promise was one of support. We would simply be there, supporting each other, until death. Because this promise was with the understanding that life continues well after the death of the body, our promise was for this lifetime only.
We would not restrain or restrict the other’s growth physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually. Our promise was to each other, no one else. Not the church, Not God, just each other. I guess this was the reason we did not invite the family or friends to witness the event. It was private.
Private — like the birth of our boys, and his death.
The family had come, two at a time, to mend ways and bid farewell to Tom in his body. As a spirit, this was just another step — one that, in those very vows we’d shared 15 short years prior, I’d promised to support. But it wasn’t easy.