So I went to a wedding yesterday where two of my best friends finally became husband and wifey. I must say I'm not the overly emotional type who bawls at weddings, but my left eye did have a bit of a session in the vows (which made recording rather awkward, my apologies about the quality of that section of tape)
I don't like being all philosophical about "finding the One" or "love at first sight", after my rather atrocious attempt at relationships I actually prefer nothing better than NOT thinking about such things. BUT considering this was a day celebrating THEIR love and not the lack of MINE it was a really enjoyable day.
After being to more weddings than I have fingers I was prepared for the usual love and marriage wah wah wah that goes on. But once I arrived and started with the hugging and the kissing of all my old family friends my cynical side took a backseat.
(This all sounds like such a clinical breakdown of such a beautiful event...BLEH!....but I don't want to be all gushy either.)
To put it shortly, I've never been to a wedding that has "felt" so much like the couple getting married and I've never in my life seen two people that have been more happy to be married. It was without a doubt the most perfect day for them.
I have to admit seeing my childhood friend get married was so weird! I still remember when we used to ride on one Rollerblade each down to the shops and dance in front of a crowd for money.(no shame) Having known the bride and groom very closely for so long it's easy to say I know them quite well, and there is no doubt in my mind that they are so very happy together which just adds to my joy for them.
So now I'm back at work after my wonderful jaunt in the countryside to witness the most romantic union I've ever seen and I can't help but think maybe true love does exist. If not for everyone at least for them. And I pray it is that way always and forever.
(Love to Dane and Girly, husband & wifey)
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