I am going to share my wedding night.
No, it is not a ribald tale of sex and debauchery. Far from it.
We came from a culture and time where sex was reserved for the wedding bed. But that is not the story I am imparting either.
We had a wonderful wedding. So wonderful that Sandy did not want it to end, even though we were departing for Hawaii in the early hours of the morning.
By the time we got to our hotel room, we had a few short hours before we had to depart. We were exhausted. Even though we had saved ourselves for this day, we ended up going to sleep spooning and holding each other.
One of many wonderful, memorable moments of my life.
To those who value sex: I agree it is wonderful and I am ALL for it. But I would trade every bit of it to spoon Sandy just one moe time.
