I was so amused by my own cleverness. I can't say the same for my roommate, although I give her full credit for putting up with me.
But the reason I'm pondering romance today is that I went to a wedding this weekend. Not just any wedding, but the ceremony of one of the best friends I'll ever have. I met her when I was five years old and her family moved in next door. I still remember watching Laura and her brother, Joel, spill out of the car that pulled into their drive.
My response: "YES!!! They have kids!!!"
Let me explain: I am an only child. (Enough said.)
|Aren't we cute? From left to right, Joel, Ann (me), and Laura|
Back to this past weekend:
The vows Laura and her bride spoke to each other were the most beautiful vows I have ever heard. Which made me wonder what made it so. After much thought, I decided it was because these two clever and creative people have already been in love for ten years. Time gives you wisdom (along with lots of things I could complain about, but won't, because I'd rather be smart with crow's feet than stupid without them).
Time deepens love, if it doesn't drown it.
The first glimpse I had of actual, true love was at the age of 30, when I met my husband. No wonder I never thought much of it before, because I simply had no idea how powerful the emotion could be. But love changes with the years, hopefully growing instead of fading away with the bright fall colors.
I'm so happy I've been fortunate enough to be friends with Laura for all these years.
I'm thrilled she met Dawn, and that they have built a beautiful life together.
Laura and Dawn
I'm so overjoyed that I can't stop thinking, smiling, and writing about it.
My best wishes to them both, and my hope that the world can be a place built on love and not hate.
(No, I'm not running for Miss America, but world peace wouldn't be such a bad thing to wish for as well.)