Whoa, I’m Married Now

Wow. It’s been an eventful couple of months.

Since my last post – two and a half freaking months ago! – we’ve had a lot happen. My now wife and I ran off to Kauai to get married last week, and we decided to elope so it was just the two of us, if you don’t want to count our photographer and officiant. We’ve been really fortunate in that we’ve never really suffered too much pressure from family on either side, whether it was regarding a timeline to get married or what kind of an event we should have for ourselves.

And for us, elopement was the best possible scenario. After our little ceremony on the beach, we were too dang tired to think about hosting a hypothetical reception. It was a sunrise ceremony too, so afterwards we just got the rest of the day to go at our own pace and enjoy the day as we wished.

So, to anybody thinking about it, it gets a solid Thumbs-Up from us.

Now that isn’t to say that it was wholly without its drama. Before any of that could even happen, about six weeks before we were set to leave, a whole mess of compromising stuff took place. The first and certainly not least of which were the fires on Maui. Our original destination was Maui, in fact, and we were set to stay in Lahaina. We’re from California, and live in a place that has a desperately intimate history with wildfires of our own, so we did what we hoped was right, donated a part of our budget to relief efforts, and began repivoting our plans to Kauai. It was a huge disruption to our plans on such short notice, which is, again, to say nothing of the obvious tragedy to the residents of Maui, but not an obstacle that couldn’t be overcome.

But that week had more in store for us.

My mom has some health matters that I’ve mentioned on here before, and in the same few days we learned of the fires in Lahaina, her condition worsened. I would take some time off work to be her caregiver, and when we realized something bigger than myself was going to be needed, that would become a leave of absence as I searched for an appropriate assisted living facility for her.

It was a massively emotional undertaking that, if I’m honest, will stick with me for the rest of my life, and I’m going to seek therapy for when I’m able for a whole host of reasons; not least of which being that it meant we faced another question: Do we cancel our plans?

The question naturally came up a couple of times, but as I’ve put out there before, I’m a diehard optimist that can border on delusion sometimes, so my attitude was such that, in that first week, we either needed to cancel everything immediately and not waste the time and the hope, or forge ahead right away and make use of every second.

We opted for the latter, and as I sit here now, I’m supremely happy we did. It felt friggin’ impossible sometimes, there were set-backs aplenty, and at times I felt like my soul was being ground down to millet, but I tell you what…

We did it.

Mom’s in a safe and comfortable place where she’s stable and happy, my wife and I got to go get married and enjoy our honeymoon, and we did it all in time. Like, damn. It was an accomplishment in more ways than one.

Now that I’m not drowning in Life Stuff for the moment, I’ll get back to a more regular presence on here, and part of that will be going in-depth on our Kauai adventures (ziplining, surfing, snorkeling, hiking, shave ice, etc), as well as some old novel excerpting and that site design overhaul I mentioned looking into forever ago.

Otherwise, for now, it’s just good to be back. Ciao for now, y’all.