tasting life twice;
in the moment and in retrospection
Thursday, June 24, 2010
in each other's keeping
I really like this:
"it was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old, carpeted stairs that September noon -- slender and shining-eyed, in the mist of her maiden veil, with her arms full of roses. Gilbert, waiting for her in the hall below, looked up at her with adoring eyes. She was his at last, this evasive, long-sought Anne, won after years of patient waiting. It was to him she was coming in her sweet surrender of the bride. Was he worthy of her? Could he make her as happy as he hoped? If he failed her -- if he could not measure up to her standard of manhood -- then, as she held out her hand, their eyes met and all doubt was swept away in a glad certainty. They belonged to each other; and, no matter what life might hold for them, it could never alter that. Their happiness was in each other's keeping and both were unafraid."
i adore the idea of the "sweet surrender" of marriage; of place one's happiness into the keeping of the one you trust, and love, best.