this weekend, i was a bridesmaid in a wedding. but that didn't change anything for me. all the usual things happened to me, as it always does, just like the last 16 weddings i've attended - i can't help but imagine myself being the bride.
i watched julia get married, but amidst reality and my dreaming, i saw flashes of my own wedding - like a scene from a movie. i watched her dance the first dance as husband and wife. and i saw myself dancing with my new beaming husband. i could hear our whispered conversations...
me: i can't believe we're finally married!
him: hello my wife. ;)
me: eek, this is so awkward...everyone is staring at us!
him: really? all i see is you.
he smiles and then kisses me on the forehead, and i realize then how lucky i am because he found me at last - and i am loved.
i saw myself standing on the altar - eagerly waiting for those final words to be uttered - i now pronounce you, husband and wife. and the rush of excitement as i go from miss to mrs in one fell swoop of a kiss - a kiss to seal the deal, a kiss that is full of promises and hope of a life to live.
and i saw myself watching our own slideshow of pictures. watching the story unfold of how God took two seemingly strangers, and weaved together a love story so intricate, yet so perfect, to make this story ours. to show how that daydreaming little girl would one day meet that batman-loving boy, and their lives would never be the same again. there will be tears of joy, laughter, embarrassment at the awkward years, but all to return to the cute love story of mia and her love. and people will say, you know, he really loves her so much.
this is what happens every time i go to a wedding. i've watched myself get married sixteen times now. i hope you will get to see her get married soon.
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