Having already done the large wedding with hundreds of guests when they were first married in 2000, Brian and Veronica opted for a much simplier route this time around. They were married in Judge's quarters (a personal friend of the Wallach family), in a very small and private ceremony. The only witnesses in attendance were Liam Breckenridge and Elena Benedetti. The ceremony took place at 1:00 PM on December 31, 2015, and lasted about an hour. After the ceremony was over, Mr. & Mrs. Wallach and their two guests went for drinks at a private area in the W Hotel before preparing for that night's New Year's Eve celebrations.
It's hard to believe that I first met you when we were kids. It seems so long ago now, which, considering I'm 40 tomorrow, I suppose it is. But I remember having a thing for you then, and I couldn't figure out why you didn't seem to want to be my girlfriend when all the other girls did. You were content with being my friend. You were content with actually getting to know me, and while I remember being completely frustrated about it then -- because it's hard to get out of the so-called 'friend-zone' -- I know it was the right move. Because as you got to know me, I got to know you. I got to know your fears and doubts, and take them from you to make them my own so you didn't have to worry as much. I got to join in your celebrations, and I got to be there for every good moment and bad moment. Just as you were there for me.
So, it's no wonder that I ended up falling in love with you all those years ago and asked you to marry me. It's no wonder that I have always loved you, and have not been able to ever fully be rid of my love for you. I don't want to be rid of that. Not now, not ever. We have been through a lot together, and we have managed to get through a horrible ordeal, only to come out clean on the other side. We were changed by that, but perhaps we were changed for the better.
For the last few years of my life, I have been lost. But you manage to bring me back from the brink of darkness, before I lost myself forever. You managed to pull me up, brush me off, and tell me that life goes on and that it's worth all the struggles we go through. I never expected we would be together again, but it's been the happiest time of my life getting to find you all over again. I think ours is a story that is never ending, it only takes a small intermission now and then. We had our act one, and our intermission. Now, it's time we start act two. It's time we both get the happy ending we have always deserved, and we get to enjoy it together.
Roni, there really aren't enough words in the world to describe how much you mean to me, and how much I love you. I could tell you that these feelings span decades, but I know you already know that. I could tell you that I don't know where I would be without you in my life, but you already know that as well.
So what I will say is this: I love you. I'm thankful for second chances, and I'm thankful that you gave me one, even if maybe you shouldn't have.
And, I suppose now we're on to the vow part, right? Haven't we done this before? I kid. But anyway.
I promise to love you until death do us part. I promise to be there when you're sad and lift you up, and celebrate with you when you're happy and excited. I promise to encourage you to write more, because you really should do that, you're an amazing writer. I promise to try not to burn the house down when I'm trying to cook something for you, and I also promise to memorize the number for take out just in case things get burnt. I promise to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love you, and just how much you mean to me. And I promise to hold your hand, and never let go, because now that I have you again, I never want to lose you. Like we always say, you're my boomerang, and it's you and me against the world, always.