The officiant spoke. “Kofi, what do you bring to this woman’s life?” He stepped forward. His voice was low and unwavering. “Peace. Protection. Purpose. Joy.” “And you, Aliza? What do you bring to this man’s life?” I looked up at him. “Loyalty. Freedom. Softness. Happiness.” The officiant smiled. “Then, as our ancestors witnessed the forming of rain and sun, let them now witness this union.” He nodded for us to present rings.
