We went to a wedding yesterday. My thoughts on weddings: I had one once. The Cubs lost again yesterday. They're scuffling this year. World Series hangover, I guess.
Kidding. I'm not cynical about weddings. I can't wait for Michael's.
My friend Jon, a Catholic priest, says he laughs at funerals and cries at weddings. Ah, he's kidding too; he doesn't laugh at funerals. I'm on a roll! Too dry? Tears at weddings are common, but he's not talking about tears of joy.
Marriage is a beautiful, brave, sacred institution, vocation, commitment, challenge, and adventure. It's many, many great things and I hope M 'n' m agree. And it starts with a wedding! Yesterday's was incredible; watching the emotionally-teetering father – who I love and respect – walk his glowing daughter down the aisle to a groom who was clearly moved and grateful (he was rolling tears looking back at his bride and I momentarily lost my shit too; Jeanette was already long gone, sniffling and sprinkling at first sight of all the awesomeness; I've always been drawn to her powerful, positive sensitivity)... anyway, I loved all the emotion. Does anything spice and flavor life more than emotion? No. Emotion = human. Seems to me. Simplest definition. And then – back to the wedding – we ate, drank, and danced like fools, maniacs, happy people! Nothing better.
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