The First Year

This June 4 weekend marked a year since we tied the knot in Boston. On Saturday, we had dinner at Saint Julien, a French restaurant at the Fullerton Waterboat House. The hubby went out of his way to get the best seats in the house, aptly called "Lovers Corner." Aww.....

The view of the Esplanade, from the Theaters on the Bay to the Stamford Swissotel, was a tribute to our first "big decision" - getting engaged in 2003. We talked about what a year this has been, our future hopes, and how relevant the wedding message has been for us today.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116