A year ago today, I married my best friend. We ran to the courthouse early in the morning and sat in the lobby nervously while holding hands. I remember our judge, she was a woman not older than my own mother, whose words were sweet and pace, relaxed. I look back now and appreciate the time she spent with us in that little room as the ceremony itself was quick, and we were alone. The memories I have of our wedding will always be this tiny little secret, something simple and solitary that only Erick and I will be the ones to know. Someday we will throw a party to celebrate our day with music and dancing, soft candles flickering across a warm summer night. We'll invite all of our friends from all of the far away places that they may be and feel joy in our hearts seeing them gather together and let loose upon our starlit dance floor. I can't even fathom how a year's worth of time has already passed! If what they say is true that, "time flies when...