W E D D I N G
V O
W S
A
Second
Marriage
Two
people
,
whole
and
certain
,
choosing
each
other
again
.
Read
this
aloud
,
slowly
,
with
your
hands
joined
—
and
mean
every
word
.
I
,
Eleanor
Whitmore
,
take
you
,
James
Callahan
,
to
be
my
partner
in
marriage
—
by
choice
,
not
by
chance
,
with
a
full
heart
and
a
clear
mind
.
I
have
lived
enough
to
know
what
I
am
promising
,
and
I
still
promise
it
gladly
.
We
both
carry
years
the
other
did
not
share
.
I
promise
to
honor
the
life
you
lived
before
me
—
the
joys
that
shaped
you
,
the
sorrows
that
taught
you
,
the
people
who
made
you
who
you
are
.
Your
people
are
my
people
now
,
and
your
home
is
my
home
.
I
promise
to
be
patient
when
we
differ
,
and
kind
when
it
is
hard
;
to
listen
before
I
answer
,
to
forgive
quickly
,
and
to
let
small
things
stay
small
.
And
I
promise
to
keep
choosing
you
—
on
ordinary
mornings
and
difficult
nights
,
in
every
season
still
to
come
.
I
will
laugh
with
you
,
grow
with
you
,
and
hold
your
hand
to
the
very
end
of
the
road
.
“
With
this
ring
,
I
give
you
a
circle
with
no
end
—
my
hand
,
my
heart
,
and
my
word
.
I
am
yours
,
and
you
are
mine
,
today
and
for
all
the
days
ahead
.”
Declared
and
sealed
with
a
kiss
on
the
thirteenth
day
of
June
,
20
26
.
Eleanor Whitmore
B R I D E
James Callahan
G R OOM
Keep
this
page
where
you
will
find
it
—
a
shelf
,
a
drawer
,
a
favorite
book
—
and
read
it
again
on
the
days
in
between
.
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