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Today I went to my childhood best friend's wedding.
I thought it would be awkward and it was. A bit. Other than the adults I was sitting with (my parents included) I didn't know anyone. I'd been worried. But overall it wasn't so bad. I enjoyed hearing the stories from the adults and enjoyed talking to them. I didn't get to show off my ring or anything, but today wasn't about that. Today was about them.
My friend was just as awkward as I remember him. He walked down with the Maid of Honor (whose foreign name escapes me) but he wasn't walking close to her. It reminded me of the wedding I went to just last month when the brothers of the bride (who I remember meeting when they were so much younger) walked me down to my seat. It was cute, but you could tell they were uncomfortable. The officiant was the bride's brother, and he did an excellent job! He's not a minister or pastor, but he was short and sweet. The kiss was sweet and almost innocent.
But it wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. Sure there was distance between us. I haven't seen him in over two years and I'd never met her (she's older than us and quite pretty), but I never felt like a fish out of water. I got to know the parents of another friend of ours growing up (he never did like me, but now it seems like he's more willing to be friendly) and I got to talk to the parents of another of my friends growing up. The mother was thrilled to see me and I think my mom enjoyed talking to her friend.
I did feel alone of course. But I thought of the men I love, and who love me. Though one will forever be my friend and the other my lover, I couldn't help but think of them and how they were both with me. And how soon I'll be able to share my day with all of my friends.
Maybe it's the fact that they're male that we grew apart. Maybe it's because we went to different schools and lost touch. But for whatever the reason I was happy to share in the day with him today. To stand and watch him marry that beautiful woman. May they have a long and happy life together.
To Alex and Melina
I thought it would be awkward and it was. A bit. Other than the adults I was sitting with (my parents included) I didn't know anyone. I'd been worried. But overall it wasn't so bad. I enjoyed hearing the stories from the adults and enjoyed talking to them. I didn't get to show off my ring or anything, but today wasn't about that. Today was about them.
My friend was just as awkward as I remember him. He walked down with the Maid of Honor (whose foreign name escapes me) but he wasn't walking close to her. It reminded me of the wedding I went to just last month when the brothers of the bride (who I remember meeting when they were so much younger) walked me down to my seat. It was cute, but you could tell they were uncomfortable. The officiant was the bride's brother, and he did an excellent job! He's not a minister or pastor, but he was short and sweet. The kiss was sweet and almost innocent.
But it wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. Sure there was distance between us. I haven't seen him in over two years and I'd never met her (she's older than us and quite pretty), but I never felt like a fish out of water. I got to know the parents of another friend of ours growing up (he never did like me, but now it seems like he's more willing to be friendly) and I got to talk to the parents of another of my friends growing up. The mother was thrilled to see me and I think my mom enjoyed talking to her friend.
I did feel alone of course. But I thought of the men I love, and who love me. Though one will forever be my friend and the other my lover, I couldn't help but think of them and how they were both with me. And how soon I'll be able to share my day with all of my friends.
Maybe it's the fact that they're male that we grew apart. Maybe it's because we went to different schools and lost touch. But for whatever the reason I was happy to share in the day with him today. To stand and watch him marry that beautiful woman. May they have a long and happy life together.
To Alex and Melina