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The sun is lowering in the sky, dusk painting the edges of the world, and the lake is calm, its subtle waves only audible if you really listen for them.

It is everything I dreamed of and more.

A few things are different than the way I thought my wedding would be as a little girl.

For one, there’s two grooms, so it’s not a wedding, not in the legal sense. It’s a commitment ceremony.

A way for us to show the world that we are in every sense married, other than the fact there is no way to have a polyamorous relationship recognized by the government.

Fine. We don’t need it.

For another, this isn’t the usual big white wedding.

I’m wearing a white dress, sure. But it’s a simple spaghetti strap number that hugs my curves that doesn’t drag across the forest floor.

We’ve opted for an outdoor ceremony where everything began.

At the cabin.

It’s unconventional. Just like us.

I picked my own bouquet, a bounty of wildflowers, and kept the wedding party small. Just Sonia as my maid of honor and Seth and Edwin as best men.

So now, this is it. One last moment before our lives are changed. Forever. Binding us as belonging to each other.

Nate and Mason are in matching cream pants, each wearing a linen shirt to match their eyes. Nate’s blue, Mason’s green.

The necklace around my neck resonates with energy. The three of us. The representation is as true as the real thing, as we are merging together to become one entity. One love.

I knew they would take my breath away. I knew they’d bring tears to my eyes. How could they not?

But this, right now, is beyond my wildest dreams.

I witness them exchange a “holy shit” look and want to laugh out loud. I’m sure if there weren’t a bunch of people surrounding us, they’d fist bump. Something they often do when they want to celebrate how lucky they are to have me. Their words, not mine.

In my mind and in my heart, I’m the lucky one to have finally opened my eyes and accepted this unconditional love these two men shower me with every day.

I’ve come a long way. Being loved by two men now is as easy as breathing.

My dad pulls on my arm. “You know, you do have towalkdown the aisle, Laney.”

I give my dad a grin.

My parents have been supportive of my relationship to a remarkable degree. Probably because they always knew I was special, although what parentdoesn’tthink their kids are special?

“As long as you’re happy,” is the refrain of everyone I come across who needs to be explained the dynamics of my relationship.

And I am. Desperately.

“Okay, let’s go.”

We walk down the aisle, the forest floor serving as our runner, the music of a local folk group playing a gentle, twanging ballad as we go.

Nate breaks first, which isn’t surprising. He doesn’t have quite the stiff upper lip Mason does. “Sorry,” he mutters, trying to wipe away his tears.

Mason hands him a handkerchief, then squeezes Nate’s bicep.

My boys. The only love I like better than the one I have with them is the one they have for each other. The deep respect, the lifetime of friendship. It warms my heart to an impossible degree.

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