I just wanted to mention that any time before this past friday, when I used the word “overwhelmed,” I was mistaken. Standing at the altar as Kristin walked towards me, I felt overwhelmed for the first time in my life. Never have I felt so much emotion pulsing through me in such a short amount of time.
On September 11th, I felt shocked and angry and various other emotions in varying degrees, but I didn’t feel overwhelmed. Friday, at my wedding, I felt one emotion, pure joy, pulsing through me, watering my eyes, moving me deeply. I was overwhelmed. This feeling lasted through the entire ceremony until we were standing in the receiving line. It had to be a good 45 minutes of feeling hyper-alive and overwhelmed. Then after the ceremony, for the rest of the evening, I was largely in shock and left reeling from the experience.
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