The Best Day of My Life

Hey all,


It's been two months and three days since it happened, and it warms my blood to think of it.

That warmth spreads to every ounce of my being, comforting me and enducing me with ultimating happiness. Such a thing is not unheard of, but all my life... I dreamt of it.

It cascades over my very conscience, ousting darkness and annihilating sadness.


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In September 1999, I was at my best friend's house. We sat there in his kitchen, he pecking away at a Macintosh keyboard. We went to separate schools, but I spent a lot of time with him nevertheless. He showed me a poem, and I liked it. Before him, I sat and wrote another. My friend is not the type to be easily impressed, but the seven minutes it took to compose it... did indeed impress him.

Time after time, I thought I failed in my ultimate quest. Attempt after attempt was thwarted by forces unknown. Yet, even with small victories... it never felt right. It never... formed.

I was half a man until it happened, until I looked into her eyes... until I gazed upon my immortal beloved.


It is, of course, marriage.


As early as 12, I only wanted one thing. I wanted to find my feminine equal. I wanted to find her, marry her, and spend eternity together with her.

Even in high school and college, when women were mere pleasures... I never wanted that mass, casual fling. It never appealed to me, and it made me a bit ill.

I was different. I thought myself unworthy, and perhaps God was a bit pissed at me. Why, I never knew. I found scoundrels happier.

But she walked into my life, and I lived again.


On October 14th at 10:30 A.M., we were married.

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So, how does that fit into my blog?

It is another example of what can happen when one person meets their equal, and discovers ultimate happiness. It is a gift which is rare indeed to find. That's also one of the reasons why infidelity angers me so (alas, that's for a future post).

Kristen Leigh Harvey became Kristen Leigh Burgess that day.

Even now... those three words, however phrased, are the sweetest words ever uttered.

I must be doing something right, to attain that sort of happiness.