the reception

This day last year, we drove up to the airbnb that would, two months later, become home to this marriage story. The speeches, the dancing, the music, the cake. Oh, my perfect little cake and the too warm October day were not a good mix but it still tasted just as I dreamed--and was the ideal consistency to cake my new husband in the face! My favorite moment of the night was when Jordan and I were able to sneak away and I learned that, while I was getting made-up and pretty, my husband had spent the day writing me a song. Sitting at the piano and hearing this song for the first time---and now getting to listen to it whenever I choose---it a magic beyond my wildest dreams. 

I’m your soldier when the troops find land 
I’m your shoulder when the world’s gone mad
I’m your safe, your plate of armor,
I will be the one to hold you in my hands 

Every other song I wrote’s all wrong 
Every lonely day I’ve had’s long gone 
​Today is just the outlier of a story
that we’ll one day tell
​
And now every day upon this world I race,
ain’t just for me anymore  -Jordan Ziskin