Intersection 16

When friendship and a wedding meet...

Last Saturday, I have witnessed the first wedding of a friend of mine. I felt ecstatic seeing the beautiful bride feeling nervous as her assistants fix her gown for her. She smiled at us as we waved at her. We wanted to talk to her or even give her a hug before she walks down the aisle, but the busy atmosphere led us inside the church.The place was nicely decorated. People were excited to see how the bride looked like. It was our friend's day after all.

A few minutes after we settled on the pews, the voice of the choir filled the air and everyone stood. Seconds pass and I suddenly feel nervous for our friend. How must she be feeling? I bet for a few moments before stepping into the church, she thought about the entire event as surreal. Everyone had their eyes on the church's entrance, adjusting themselves to have the perfect view of the gorgeous bride.

The wedding hymn echoed and our friend began to walk, slowly and cautiously. She had all the time on her side. We saw her wipe away a few tears. Me and my friends probably felt teary-eyed with her, but we didn't need words to assure us of anything. She smiled again, as if the tears she has just cried were imaginary. I thought I saw her laugh a little at herself - just the way she has always been, I didn't see much of what happened when she reached her husband-to-be, but I guess everything happened according to plan.

As the celebration of our friend's wedding progressed, I felt like our lives are moving in a faster speed. There were a few times I caught myself zoning out, trying my best to confirm the reality of the situation I was involved in. A friend of mine is really getting married. She will soon have a different surname. I ended up smiling, feeling happy for our friend who is having the time of her life.

Being a part of someone's milestone in life may be slightly overwhelming, especially when you feel like you're still trying your best to get out of quicksand. Even if I maybe currently experiencing the opposite pole of the emotional continuum, I feel assured that there are people who will celebrate with me when I reach my life's milestones. We may be going into different directions, having endless opportunities to meet different people, but I would want to believe that there will always be something that will pull us together. I would want to believe that there is something that can bind us for a few more experiences together, no matter when it may be or where we may be.

A unity called friendship can always be the string that keeps us connected.

I hope you will be filled with happiness as you become a part of someone's milestone.

Until the next milestone,

Myra

(Credits to boards.weddingbee.com for the photo)