* 1995
when we were planning our wedding everyone told us that registering for gifts was
just something you did. i wasn’t crazy about the idea but i went along with it.
as we were driving to macy’s i started getting agitated. i understood that it made
sense, but it also felt all wrong. maybe it represented something that i was afraid of
when we got to the parking garage we sat in the car for a while talking about it.
i think i must have been a little intense – erica started crying. i decided to walk
around to calm down. while we were talking i had taken off my shoes. as i walked
through the garage in my socks these are the thoughts i had:
1) fuck macy’s – i am not going in there
2) this sucks
3) the air quality in here is probably really bad
4) i better go check on erica
5) these socks are ruined
6) where the hell is the car
when i got back to the car we talked and decided that it didn’t make sense to get
married if it was causing stress and conflict. we knew we were going to be
together and start a family soon. that was all we needed.
we told our families our decision. it didn’t make any sense to them.
later that year when erica got pregnant we went to mexico and got married.
we invited one friend