So you may be wondering why I say "second" wedding or why we're even having a second wedding. Are we a couple of divorcees getting back on the roller coaster? Nope. It's more exotic than that: we were already married in a Civil Union ceremony in France. So legally we are husband and wife (or in France, mari et femme). My mom was there, his mom was there, so was my best friend and all the rest of his family. I wore a white dress and held a bouquet of lovely (fake) white roses made by my mother. He wore a suit with a boutonniere (also made by my mom). We all had a wonderful dinner at a restaurant, complete with champagne cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. The evening ended with yummy cakes with bride and groom cake toppers and opening gifts. There were many photos of us kissing. People went home with cute glass jars filled with dragées (Jordan almonds). Sounds like a real wedding right?
Well, yes, it was. But, no, it wasn't. It was a necessity. Mr. Fox and I had been living in different countries, across the Atlantic Ocean from each other for the majority of our relationship. We were ready to be together. After all the difficult decisions about who goes where were settled, we hit that proverbial wall: French Bureaucracy. I needed a visa in order to live in Europe and prepare our wedding. France needed impossible documents to make that okay. A lawyer suggested we get married. So we did.
Thus, on paper, in France, we are Monsieur et Madame Fox. But in my world, the circle is not yet complete. So this coming October, we plan to finish the job off proper and have our religious ceremony, complete with all the fixins.
It has been one hell of a ride so far! Be brave, follow me, and let me know, have you had any ridiculous hurdles between you and your love? How did you overcome them?
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