Marriage License Day

He really, really loves me!
Friday was Marriage License Day! We didn't bring any friends or family members down to City Hall with us because I didn't think it was a big deal. I need to stop downplaying the importance of such things.

I had a hard time sleeping the night before; that should've been the first indication that I was going to be a weeping mess the following morning. I had planned on just throwing on a pair of jeans and a comfortable top to wear during our trip downtown, but when I went to go put it on, I had a change of heart...women can't get their marriage licenses IN JEANS! I wore a dress...with leggings to keep it kinda casual. Besides, this isn't my wedding day. I was quite obviously a conflicted mess.

Anyway, I fidgeted like a 4-year old the entire way to City Hall. I kept tugging on Wil's shirt, looking out the window (there's nothing to see but blurry concrete in the NYC subway), shifting my weight, kissing Wil's neck, picking at my manicure, checking my email (there's no cell reception, either), playing with my umbrella...you get the idea. It didn't stop once we arrived at our destination either.

I may or may not have ran up the steps once I figured out that City Hall is located in City Hall Park (I blamed it on the lack of sleep), only to be told that people don't obtain marriage licenses at City Hall anymore. With printed directions in hand, we made our way to the Office of the City Clerk...and may or may not have been skipping along Centre Street throughout the journey.

If I had to pick a city job, it'd be working in the marriage license office because everyone was so happy! I did not see a single frown in that room. The guards were happy. The clerks were happy. The couples were happy. The photographers were happy. It may have been the happiest place on Earth!

We took a number and waited a LOOOOOOOOONG twenty minutes until we were called up to finalize our application. God bless the Internet; I was able to fill everything out at home. The knot in my chest grew bigger when we sat down. 

We're legal!
The rest of the process was very simple. Pass over your driver's licenses. Pay us $35 (it was so romantic when Wil whipped out his Visa...I got this, babe). Sign here. And congratulations! I fought back tears the whole time, until I just couldn't anymore.

When the clerk asked me to sign, I lost my cool...This is it. This wonderful, little man thinks I'm so awesome and perfect that he is sitting here by his own free will, ready to enter into a legally-binding contract, committing the rest of his life to me and the family we plan to create together. That's some pretty heavy shit right there.

I know I'm not perfect, but I'm perfect for him. I've needed to remind myself of that fact every day over the past few years because there is just too much in my past that I'm not proud of. Sometimes, I stop to think: Is this really my life? Am I really this lucky? Is today the day the shoe's going to drop? But when he, without hesitation, signed our marriage license, I let go of it all. He loves me, flaws and all. Every heartache, headache, struggle, bad decision and worse relationship brought me to this moment...and I deserve it.

The happy, legally-wed couple.
That was all going through my head during the 0.2345345 seconds it took us to sign our names to our marriage license. When it was over, I cried for the girl I was a few years ago, I cried for the happy moment that I got to share alone with my Love Cub and cried for the woman I'm going to become in front of the adoring eyes of my husband.

I'm telling you right now, if Marriage License Day was any indication of how I'm going to be on my wedding day, my make-up artist is going to have her work cut out for her. Does anyone know where she can find Niagara Falls-proof mascara?

2 comments

Liv Szari said... September 26, 2011 at 5:00 PM

Haha you really made this day exciting! When we went, it was pouring rain and we forgot cash so we had to run around downtown to find our bank! 45 minutes later, we got our marriage license.

P.s. You know you're not legally married until the officiant signs the license and mails it right? =)

isabug said... April 11, 2012 at 9:32 AM

i love that last picture of you two :)

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