I’m at an age where I go to a lot of weddings. It seems to me that everything is currently doing the wedding thing. My right arm is constantly hooked, ready for another glass of champagne, another toast to another happy couple.
That’s why it’s pretty impressive if a wedding goes above and beyond.
This week I was lucky enough to be invited to the wedding of two of my best friends. I knew them both separately before they became a couple and then I had the pleasure of knowing them when they were together.
Watching them read their vows to each other in a clearing in a woods brought me to tears. Hearing their heartfelt and brilliantly funny speeches bring the house down brought me to tears. I wasn’t even drinking but I spent a lot of time crying.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that if you have found someone that you care about and want to be with more of the time than not then you are fucking lucky and you should hold onto them in this storm.
I’m in a personal period of reflection and this is unusually sappy for me but love can be great.