Hours from a New Beginning.
No longer are we counting down the days, now it’s only the hours. This time tomorrow, Ranih and I will be husband and wife.
The full setup for the big day is ready in the central park. The colony feels eerily quiet. I have to admit I’m a little nervous, which is completely normal, even with the memories and experiences of being married nine times, both as bride and groom.
Ranih and I are currently with both sets of parents, her brother, my sister, and James and Jean in our back garden. Despite the chatter, there’s a definite sense of trepidation in the air.
The men are enjoying a glass of old whiskey while the ladies sample an aged vintage of Trill wine. We’re seated around the firepit, watching the flames dance and crackle.
James seems at ease with his speech which, by his own confession, he has practised more times than was truly necessary.
So this is my last entry as a single man. My next entry will mark the beginning of a new chapter in my life.
Image from Unsplash by Nick Fewings
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