Today Heiðar and I got married. We had a small civil ceremony in Reykjavík, attended by local friends and family. Afterwards, we headed down to a fancy burger joint called Roadhouse for burgers, champagne, and quesadillas. Then we came home to devour a delicious Irish coffee cake.
While the ceremony was simple, my feelings are not. I feel incredibly lucky to have found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I also feel lucky to be living in a time where such a marriage is recognized by both our governments, which will allow us to live together in either country.
And I feel excited and anxious about my plans to move to Iceland. Heiðar has gone back to school and is working on completing a degree in Computer Science. I'll be moving to Iceland for at least the remainder of his studies. There's a lot to do in the next few months to make that happen.
But, mostly, I'm feeling happy. Stupid, head-over-heels-in-love happy.
You can see the more of the wedding photos on Flickr.