Last weekend I found a cardboard ampersand, fell in love with it and carried it home. Blame it on the pre-wedding whirlwind. In the middle of all the things we were supposed to buy or borrow (table decorations, PA systems, flowers…) the ampersand was my ridiculous £2 cardboard reclamation of the fun of getting married.
We’re only three days away now. On some level, I have always pictured myself alone, and now that’s changing. I am going to live my life on one side of an ampersand. It feels terrifying and comforting all at once, like cresting the top of a rollercoaster and looking down… to see a whole different lifetime spread out below, one I’m only just beginning to imagine.
I think we’re going to make it.