We are traveling tomorrow to witness a marriage, a ritual that assures nothing, but hopes for everything. If all the witnesses to the event can merge all their good thoughts and love toward the new couple then success will truly be assured. Tomorrow will begin the process of learning what makes the other person tick. It will probably be to no avail because as Mark Twain said so many years ago, “Men and women--even man and wife are foreigners. Each has reserves that the other cannot enter into, nor understand. These have the effect of frontiers”. I believe this to be true, but marriage is not an act of turning yourself into another person, it is the beginning of a life of sharing. Being able to laugh together, hope together, becoming the others lifelong best friend. If these seemingly modest goals could be achieved then all we who witness the beginning will smile and be glad.