Best ever, IF I had actually been able to verbalize all of those things.
That is because I got up in front of everyone and froze. Completely. Froze.
It started out well enough. I said my name, followed by how I knew her. The rest is a blur. All I know is that I couldn't breathe and I felt extremely cold and shivery. At one point I looked over at her and she nodded encouragingly. The bride should not have to be supporting her matron of honor at such a moment. Geez. Apparently, my primary comfort zone of an audience consists only of 8th graders. Anyway, none of the good stuff I had planned got out. I said a few pithy platitudes, which I am fairly positive included the phrase "I cherish your friendship." Blehh. I hate the word "cherish." It makes me feel.....churlish.
I digress. Here is what I was getting at:
We start out on journeys to lands near and far, and we don't know what is going to happen between our departure and our return. We can plan all we want, but the truth is, there are just too many variables that are not within our control. Bad things will probably/definitely happen in some form or fashion, but there are going to be a whole lot more amazing things to make up for it. On any journey, it is best to have a backup plan when things don't go according to vision, a good friend to call when we are
homesick/sad/broke/freaking out, a rainy day wad of cash, and a clean change of clothes ready for an impromptu adventure out on the town.
Is marriage really any different?
In all of the infinite wisdom I have acquired in my recently minted one official year of marriage, I say nah, it's not really that different.
Congratulations Amanda and Eddie!
And happy first anniversary to my husband. We made it through the "hardest" first year (if I had a dollar for every time I heard that....), on with the rest of them!
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| These two expressions are interchangeable between us. I often find myself amusing, while he does not, and vice versa. |
