Then comes marriage.
‘Tis the season! For weddings, of course. I have never had a year full of quite so much bridal bliss. I think the count stands at 9. So far. Add to that, the showers and rehearsals… this year has been hopping right along.
It is always exciting to witness young, committed love embarking on such an adventure. It makes me happy, giddy, and weepy all at the same time.
It gives me reason to pause and reflect back on my own humble wifely beginnings. What fun to open all those gifts. And oh, the bath towels. We must have received at least forty. In every shade of the rainbow. Solids. Stripes. Prints. Custom embroidered. Monogrammed. You name it. And nary a one with a gift receipt. To this day, in over 10 years of marriage, I have yet to purchase a single bath towel. In fact, during our most recent move this past spring, I discovered a long-hidden-away-box with another set of 4 never-before-used bath towels!
I eagerly anticipate another impending nuptial this weekend.
I hope they all know it’s worth the ride. I hope they know it won’t always be easy. I hope they understand true love is much more than a feeling and most often a choice to love despite feelings.
And consequently, I suppose the next year or two will be riddled with baby showers.
Love & Coffee.