The jury’s still out on how I feel about weddings.
The introvert in me dies with the hours of the small talk required to get through the day. The extrovert in me isn’t intimidated by the fact that apparently I’m the only one who ever learned the hand motions to the Electric Slide.
And is it ok to have a professional conversation while doing the Cha Cha Slide?
Friendship. Laughter. Love.
These are the moments I appreciate.
Both in the darkened reception hall and in the late-night texts returned with phone calls.
Both in the elegant ball gowns and the facial masks.
Life’s major moments and the in-between.
I walked to my car after my fourth (and final) wedding of the summer I couldn’t help but smile. Nine flowers in one hand and a program and purse in the other, I remembered the words of a displaced Hurricane Katrina survivor,
“Don’t say ‘Thank you’ for flowers. Flowers die. Say ‘Thank you’ for friendship.”
I am thankful for friendship.
Friendship, I hope, never dies.
What are you looking for?