Six Months

Four days ago, Wahied and I successfully neglected our 6-month anniversary. When I remembered yesterday, Wahied vehemently denied getting married in April. This may seem odd for a man (his wife claims) is blissfully married, but, then again, we are odd.
See, Wahied and I were officially, legally, married on the 10th April, but we didn't have our Church Wedding until three months later, on 25th July. The gap between the two is so large because the marriage of a foreigner to a Christian in Egypt is actually (unsurprisingly) quite complicated, and it took months and months (both before and after) to get all of our paperwork in order. But now that everything is in order, our only problem is agreeing about at which point in the process we were married.
For me, the 10th April is more significant, because a) it's the date we have written on our marriage certificate, and b)it was the point of no return for our marriage. We were fully committed (Wahied uses the less elegant term 'stuck') at this point.
For Wahied, the 25th July is more significant because it's the date that we celebrated in the church and the date that everyone (all of our friends and family) acknowledged our marriage.

Either way, it is amazing to me how quickly these past 6 months have gone by. And it is even more amazing to think how our lives have changed so drastically in the two years that we have known each other. We've gotten through so many difficult things, and here we are now alive (though that nearly wasn't the case), together in Egypt (also at times not guaranteed), and happy (never a doubt about this).

Bas dilwaqti, kulu tamam, guys.