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our wedding, postponed

the journal of Michael Werneburg

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Sydney, 2001.04.24

Sara has asked that we postpone the wedding. I'd seen the need for this coming, so I wasn't really too surprised when it came. Neither of her parents are in a state to sort out the arrangements back home, what with her mother's recent layoff and her father's illness. So things haven't been progressing as we'd hoped back home, and it's not really fair to have them sort that out, in any case.

Sara says the immensity of marriage has been dawning on her more and more, and that it didn't feel right under these circumstances. She recognizes the irony in this, given that's she started suggesting marriage only four months into our dating, but I'm happy to let her sort it out. God knows I'd want the same if it were me.

rand()m quote

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.