writing prompt

When To Love

Love when the weather is warm, when things are green, and lush, and the sunlight stays.  Love when the Summer gives us it’s shade at night. Do not love when Winter turns to Spring, when what was once frozen becomes soft again.  Hold strong onto love, or do not love at all before the year’s end festivities.  And do love tenderly at the start of when we celebrate love, when we are all dreary of Winter, and ever ready for Spring, and warmth.

Witchy Kiss

Our Surprise Harry Potter Bridal Shower

My wife-to-be and I were given a time and a location for our bridal shower, and that was it.  No other information.  No mention of a theme, or of who would be attending our joint bridal shower.

11954686_10153550003471226_6830197621641290471_n  Our Harry Potter obsessed little hearts were greatly overjoyed to walk downstairs and see a Harry Potter bridal shower awaiting us!

11947507_10153550003796226_3488551008339205229_nOur six bridesmaids worked together to make this shower happen.  They had several tables displayed with Harry Potter books, treasures, foods, and the like!

11935017_10153118948621662_8162510628494671021_n Harry Potter confetti on one of the tables!11903851_10153550003946226_7609136709946859255_nThese cupcakes were topped with actual book pages cut into hearts!11898546_10153550005731226_5846723084089669793_nA lot of these foods were from the fictional Wizarding World!
11903832_10153550004231226_4236549619373686848_nOur bridesmaids even ordered Harry Potter soda covers!
They hung banners that represented the four Houses of Hogwarts11902309_10153550004521226_4854138619619836504_n 11904679_10153550017271226_3870637323582600211_nThese are actual chocolate frogs from Harry Potter World in Florida!11949301_10153550005881226_4223032368000701461_nThey had a few games for us and our guests to play, and one of them was Harry Potter bingo, which they created themselves!11899867_10153118823856662_995450692135288784_nWe also played a game where teams had to create a wedding dress out of toilet paper, and dress a teammate in it! I’ve never heard of or played this game before, but it was tons of fun.

11220139_10153550003296226_4501727545976338558_nBut I have to say, my favorite part of the bridal shower was the photo booth they created on Platform 9 3/4, along with props to dress like the characters from the books!

11913880_10153117335001662_7707707953925708347_n 11225295_10153117335326662_192667007596156928_n 1504967_10153117335216662_6416127671312621633_nNot all these things might be pictured here, but they had a robe, hats, scarfs, several pairs of Harry Potter’s glasses, Weasley hair, articles from Umbridge’s outfits, Harry Potter’s hair, etc.  It was tons of fun to take pictures with our guests!

11960110_10153117335541662_5955901217150677270_nMy bride-to-be and I had an AMAZING time! I’m so thankful for our bridesmaids, and for us both having close friends who just get us.

A Rough Move Six Weeks Before Our Wedding and Honeymoon

We’ve been moved into this townhouse for one week and one day today.  The first few days were rough as hell.

I was exhausted from the move.  I had forgotten to take time off of work because I was so busy wedding planning, and trying to coordinate things for the move.  We ended up less unpacked than I had liked to be.  The house seemed strange, and not like home.  It was gorgeous, and intriguing, and inviting, but also new.  Unfamiliar.

I just didn’t feel like myself.  And all my coworkers felt the need to tell me how tired I looked, and that really ground my gears.

We moved August 15th, and I didn’t truly start feeling better until this past Wednesday when my coworkers and I all spent the day at Six Flags for free!  We even got a free lunch, and we all got to bring a guest.  I brought my wife-to-be, of course, and we hung around my main crew of therapists, being silly and riding roller coasters all day and all night.

Six Flags   The rest of the week went quickly uphill from there.  This townhouse started to feel more like a home.  Our cat seemed better adjusted and more comfortable here, and we did as well.  It’s never taken me time before to adjust to new living quarters.

Our friend Elliot came over last night and we all went out for Indian food.  He loved the townhouse, and we just had a blast all night.

LifeproofI bought a LifeProof case for my iPhone six plus, for the purpose of added protection on our honeymoon in Santorini! Also because the first two levels of this townhouse are hardwood, and my partner’s phone screen smashed a few nights after we moved in! My life is occupying bigger spaces and traveling to further distances, so my phone needs a better helmet.  Life is taking off!

What’s coming up in the next eight weeks:  Our bridal shower, our bachlorette party, the Mehndi ceremony my family is throwing us, our wedding night, and our nine night honeymoon in Santorini, Greece!

And we’ve only been in this townhouse a week!  We’re both glad that all the work of the move is over.

We’re completely unpacked as of this weekend, and looking forward to all the craziness the next eight weeks has to offer us.

Townhouse Keys

New Keys & Moving Boxes

We’ve lived in this condo for two years.  We became us in this condo.  She didn’t propose to me in this condo.  That happened in a tiny, dirty house we shared with a friend of mine, and his pets.

But this is where the majority of our engagement has taken place.  Our time figuring each other out, and figuring out what being an adult is like.  This is where we planned the majority of our wedding, and, so far, our life together.

My partner, and my cat, and I, have become this kind of mesh of a family inside these condo walls.  But, not we’re moving to a townhouse.  Where we’ll be living when we become an official family.

Change is exciting, but it’s also hard, and it comes with many things.  It comes with loss, and a sense of things ending.  Or, at least for me.  At least right now.

At this time when I’m nearing thirty, about to become married, and, essentially, starting phase II of my life.

I’m mourning my childhood.  I’m mourning phase I of my life being over.  I’m mourning that that time of never paying bills is over (it has been for years, but it’s somehow different, now.)  I’m mourning how much time has passed since I was all legs and energy, climbing trees and being taken care of, completely.  I’m nervous for phase II.  Can I really do this? Can I really be a wife? Can I be a grown adult?

Only time will tell.  The work that a marriage will take is daunting, to say the least.  The amount of work it will take to survive in this country and this economy at this time is a much higher level of daunting.

This townhouse is the start of all that.  This townhouse is the start of Phase II.

I’ll miss these condo walls.  But, those townhouse walls sure are awfully bright, too.

moving boxes


A Decade Is Just Way Too Long (A Long-Distance Story Of Friendship)

I had a close friend junior and senior year of high school.  She was new to our school junior year.  Her family and her were Pakistani.  She had been born there.  She loved living in America.

A month after our high school graduation in 2005, her family had to move back to Pakistan.  She was heartbroken, and scared that she wouldn’t be able to come back to The United States for a very long time.

Not long after her family moved back to Pakistan she contacted me, frantic, saying that she feared she wouldn’t be able to come back to the United States for ten years!  An entire decade! I’m not sure if I was naive at the time, but I just kept hoping it wouldn’t really be that long.  I kept assuring her that we would figure something out before that length of time.

Years and years went by, and she kept on trying to find ways to get back into America.  We kept trying to find ways.  There was nothing we could do.  What were we two young ladies to do?

She had been right from the start.  It did take an entire decade.  Our ten year high school reunion is taking place three months from now!

I had dinner with her and her husband.  I brought my fiance along, at my friends’ very urgent request.  It was a splendid evening.  Everyone got along easily, and happily.

It was like no time had passed between Sally and I.  A decade? So many miles? It’s like they never existed.

We caught up on each other’s lives as much as four to five hours can allow, and then we had to say goodbye.  We held each other for a good, long while.

Her husband has invited my soon-to-be wife and I to come and stay with them in Malaysia.  We talked about plane ticket cost.  It’s heartbreaking to have a really close friend that you may only get to see every 5-10 years because of the cost of traveling.  Because of the cost of plane tickets.  Because all parties involved are millenialls, and we’re still so (financially) tied up trying to get our own lives set up.  Trying to make it out in the world successfully, on our own.

My partner and I will make it there.  I know we will.  I’ll find a way.

And it will definitely be well before ten years.  A decade is just way too long.




On May 17th of this past Spring, my soon-to-be-wife and I participated in the NOH8 Campaign’s photo shoot when they came to Washington D.C.  There will be a second photo being emailed to us sometime soon.

Both my fiance and I love how this first picture came out! We are about nine weeks out from our wedding.  We’ve both been mushy and gushy and emotional with all of the planning lately, and receiving this picture today has amped up our excitement level even more!

I’ll post the second picture when it arrives.  Cheers, and I hope everyone has had a lovely weekend.