Andrew and Jordan were made whole in the eyes of the world on Saturday October 18th, 2025. They were married in a cozy little grove in the town of Lemoore, California. Their wedding was a fantastic affair - a splendid gathering of friends and family from all walks of life. As is often the case with weddings, some of the guests were old friends and knew many of the people, while several other guests knew very few. Hours passed by, carrying with them the folds of stories and jokes, conversations and laughter, glasses upon glasses of wine and champagne.

There was endless music. Beautiful music that you could feel - and some even said you could taste - if you had been there. It was a dream made real. By all accounts there was magic in the trees and in the lights and in the air. It was a lovely place to be in space and time. By evening's end a new home had been created: Andrew and Jordan's family had developed beyond itself. Old friends were new and new friends were old. The warmth and the laughter and the breeze and the love were felt by everyone.

Now they're husband and wife. And boy does Andrew love calling Jordan his wife. He just won't stop. It's all we ever hear anymore. It's my beautiful wife this and my amazing wife that and oh did you know my wife went to UCLA and did you know she's the smartest person I know? Yeah, like we didn't know. Like he hasn't said it two thousand times before. He used to talk about musicians he loves or his dogs or how he wishes he learned to paint or some other topic you can engage with but these days it's just how intelligent and how loyal and how tenacious and how beautiful and how loving and how supportive and affectionate and graceful his WIFE is. He doesn't even see the problem! Love the dude, but honestly it's 2033 and they got married way back in like 2025 so she's been his wife for what, like 7 or 8 years already?

It *had* been 7 or 8 years already. And Andrew really *did* still love talking about his wife so much. And why not? He loved her terribly. She was the reason for his passions, the heat inside his heart. His muse. And this is not to be taken lightly, this business of having a muse. She drove him whether he wanted to be driven or not. With the muse, there is no choice. Her beauty, her elegance, her demand, her charm - these are all readily apparent to even the least mindful observer. Her true power over him lay deeper. Magnetism. Irresistible force. Electricity. Unrestrainable urgency. He was drawn to her the way the rain is drawn towards the earth. He was effortlessly in love with her, as he had always been.

Jordan knew Andrew was in love with her from the beginning. He wasn't very good at hiding it and he didn't try too hard either. His energy had changed. Hers was starting to change too. They saw each other frequently for the next several months. One day he finally worked up the courage and like a nervous schoolboy he shyly asked her out on a date. She was gracious and accepted without delivering a well-deserved teasing. He always appreciated that.

One date turned into many dates turned into saying I love you turned into creating a life together. And as time passed they saw thousands of moons, held each other thousands of nights, kissed each other thousands of times. They loved one another in a way that would drive the gods with jealousy. There is no way to reasonably calculate love, but if I could place a number on it now I would say they both secretly loved each other a billion.

And now we're here. Back to reality, it's 2025. It's us. We love each other so much and we're so excited to have you at our wedding to celebrate with us! This is the beginning of a new chapter in our life and it's the most important one and we're so glad that you're all going to be part of it! Can't wait to see you in October.

Love,

Andrew and Jordan