My best friend got married today! I am so thrilled for her and her new husband. It was a beautiful ceremony, and I’m glad that I’m on T because otherwise there’s a decent chance that I would have bawled through the whole thing. I had the whole wobbly-lipped, about-to-sob thing going on as it was, but there were no actual tears (which are a lot harder to hide). It was wonderful; the reception was fantastic; and the couple was clearly very much in love. Most definitely a day to remember.
It was a very long, hectic day, but it all paid off. Most importantly, the couple is now happily married. The photos were terrific; everyone looked outstanding; the ceremony was beautiful; the reception was so much fun. I sort of made up my role in the wedding as I went along — I was with the bride-to-be and bridesmaids for the makeup, hair, and pre-wedding stuff; I stood with the groomsmen and groom-to-be for the photos; I had a tux that matched the groomsmen (I was an usher), with cufflinks from the couple themselves; I was there for the bouquet toss and the garter toss. I flitted around at the reception from group to group, given that I knew a number of people from various groups (being in the special position of having friends and/or acquaintances from both the bride’s side and the groom’s side).
It was the very first wedding of a friend that I’ve been to, and it was the full formal church wedding. The wedding of my best friend, someone I’ve known since before we were even teenagers. It’s a little surreal that she’s now actually married, but I am truly happy for her. She and her new husband are so much in love, and they’re so well suited for each other — I know because I lived with her in Chicago, and I’ve spent a fair amount of time with them together.
In good old Bryn Mawr tradition (because that’s just who I am):
Anassa kata, kalo kale,
Ia ia ia Nike,
Bryn Mawr, Bryn Mawr, Bryn Mawr!
Congratulations to the couple — all my love and very best wishes to them both!