Ritz Kracka

Ritz Kracka

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

1/3/2015 – The Marriage of Me and Me.




So I did it – on the eve of the Full Moon.  I got married.  To me.

My vows? Well, i began stressing about these - like clockwork - the night before the big day!  I wanted everything to be perfect.  I mean, I’m only gonna marry myself ONCE in my lifetime (hopefully!).  Then I remembered: the love letter I wrote to myself on my 33rd birthday, 2001, when I had left my husband.  Perfect.   




May 4th, 2001

My Dearest Maureen –

It has been too long, far too long since I have written to you.  Since I have expressed my truest, deepest feelings of love towards you.  I promise not to let time slip by like that again.  You are far too special, far too precious to me.   

From the deepest part of my soul grows the love I feel for you.  I feel it in my toes spread upwards until it engulfs my entire body.   Your eyes, lips, caramel-colored skin all beam, shine lightness and beauty.  A beauty that I have never witnessed before.  A beauty so soft, pure, and warm that it fills my heart with joy.   

You are the great beauty I have wished for my entire life.  You make my life so complete, so whole.  To lose you would be to lose myself…an experience I have gone through before in my lifetime.  An experience that is so painful, I would not wish it on my least favorite person.

Yes, my dear Maureen, we have had our turbulent times, our ups and downs, our trials and tribulations.  Through it all, I have held you deep in my heart.  For I know that you are a precious gift to me.  I only hope, Maureen, that I have done the same for you.

Maureen, it hurts me deeply to see you hurt, to see you cry, fret, struggle.  When I look at you, I see all the beauty, joy, compassion, love, emanating from your golden aura.  I only wish I had the power to reflect back my image onto you.  To allow you to see what I see.  If only you were able to catch one glimpse of yourself from my eyes, I am certain that all the doubts, feats, insecurities you carry about yourself would melt away, like the first snow on a warm fall day.  
On the Eve of my wedding, the moon from my back porch, Oakland, CA.
Maureen, my darling, I want to dance with you through the meadows on a golden afternoon.  I want to stroll along the beach, nude, with the warm sun baking our bodies.  I want to hug you on your 90th birthday! 


I am so honored to be in your life.  To share with you your hopes, dreams, fears and pleasures.  Please be a part of my life, for now and always.  You have my heart. 


                                Forever yours,

                               
                                Maureen 


Whole-y Matrimony - 1/3/2015


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