Oh eternity, ain't it grand?

The blog post title comes from a phrase I read years ago on a friend's blog. 

It was the loveliest juxtaposition of nonchalant gravity.

Our Marriage--the marriage of Matt & me--was begun in spring at the LDS Bountiful, Utah temple. 

They day was obligingly wedding-weather perfect, and full of family, friends, and good food (of which we ate unfortunately little). The wedding ceremony was short and sweet, the sealing room full of Mums, Dads, grandparents, siblings, cousins, and closest friends, who witnessed how in one fell, and long-prepared for swoop, there we were for time and eternity.

And now (yup, four month marriage pros are we) we are intrepidly happily-married in the face of, but mostly because of, that whole eternity thing, Matt is kind, good, sleepy-in-the-mornings, and I am sometimes kind of good and always sleepy, but together we are kinder and happier. Oh eternity, ain't it grand?