Just Married!

I married Catherine Gatt today. I had my doubts, but I did it anyway.

Sun, 31 Oct 2004

Yes, we got married on Halloween. We were a bit pressed for time due to her being in the US on a K1 visa, and we figured, “If we do it on Halloween, we won’t have an excuse to forget.” We’ve known each other for twelve years, however; we met on a Yahoo! writers’ board in May 2000.

I was living alone in a third-floor walkup in a rough neighborhood, and had had dia-up net access for about a month. She had made some interesting comments about imagination, and we ended up having an exchange based on her comments. I then asked her, via email, if she’d like to exchange stories.

We continued our conversation, and agreed to meet in July 2002. I flew to Australia to meet her, spent six days together, and did not want to leave. We developed a (rather expensive without VOIP!) habit of nightly phone calls and long chats over IM, until after year I broke down and asked her to marry me.

I repeated the question the next morning, after a night’s sleep. We spent a year preparing, and dealing with immigration authorities in both the US and Australia; I was willing to go there, but I had the better job at the time, and she wanted to come to the US. The end of August 2004 saw me waiting outside the international arrivals entrance at Newark Airport with an bouquet and an engagement ring. I proposed to her as soon as she came out.

It hasn’t always been easy, and I’ve probably made it harder than it needed to be, but I have no regrets.

We laugh, however, whenever somebody complains about the difficulties of a “long-distance relationship” where the separation is a town, a state, or even the width of the continent. We kept it up with both the breadth of North America and the entire Pacific Ocean between us for four years.

Catherine and me on our wedding day.

Updates

I mean to update this post on every anniversary for as long as we remain married.

31 October 2005

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2006

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2007

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2008

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2009

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either, but I wish I could have made a bigger fuss over Catherine this year.

31 October 2010

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2011

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either, even though I’ve been unemployed for the last month. Got a new job lined up, though.

31 October 2012

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2013

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. Looking forward to the release of my novel Without Bloodshed in November. I might not have managed it without her.

31 October 2014

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. We’re off to the World Fantasy Convention in Washington, DC.

31 October 2015

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. We’re off to the World Fantasy Convention in Saratoga, NY.

31 October 2016

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either, even though my novel Silent Clarion looks like it’s going to be a bomb. I’m glad she helped prep the release, though. I really should start giving her co-author credit despite her objections.

31 October 2017

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. This was a good year. I got to celebrate Cat’s 40th birthday in Paris, and we bought a house.

31 October 2018

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. We’re off to the World Fantasy Convention in Baltimore, MD. Fuck breast cancer, though. If Cat doesn’t pull through, God will answer for it.

31 October 2019

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either.

31 October 2020

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. Fuck COVID-19.

31 October 2021

We’re still together. No regrets on my part. She says she doesn’t have any, either. We’re still hunkered down together and surviving COVID-19. I’m glad we haven’t gotten sick of each other.