Letter to my newly wed cousin.
People are jealous of the type of love you have. That relentless, easy love. They hate that the only problems the two of you ever had were the ones they caused. You have fulfilled your vows long before you got married. For richer for poorer. Through sickness and health. You always came out victorious.
I’m sorry your wedding, as beautiful as it was, wasn’t celebrated the way it should have been.
I’m sorry about the fist fight that broke out.
I’m sorry your bride cried herself to sleep on your wedding night.
I’m sorry they don’t understand your love.
Be as you are, and transcend. Be as you are, and rise above.
The two of you are good people, and the truth always prevails.
All the support you need.