“No it won’t all go the way it should/ But I know the heart of life is good.” –John Mayer, “The Heart of Life”
After a few whirlwind days, my best friend is married to a wonderful man. I am tired and my head is still spinning from all that we rushed around doing and all the emotions. I am ready for some very good sleep and can’t believe it’s all done.
In a nutshell, it was amazing. We ran ragged and should not have made it to the end. We ate nothing, never slept, and it all came together. A dress zipper broke. A bridesmaid fainted. The rings were determined to disappear. It was wonderful.
E was beautiful. She always is, but she shined as she walked down the aisle. As my strong, brave, silly friend’s chin began to quiver when she hugged her father, I knew I was done for. As every eye misted over, the breakneck insanity of the week stopped and every moment took its beautifully sweet time to pass. They savored the vows, embracing the calm that came with an end to planning and preparing. They were happier than I have ever seen before. As I watched him watch her, I knew that my best friend, my roommate no more, is in good hands.
Families bickered and cakes were messy. Presents were forgotten and dogs ran off. And, in the end, it was amazing. The joy, the radiating love between them, was undeniable. As he tended bar and she carried their dog around, the evening was relaxed and simple and filled with people loving them and wishing them luck. As they danced in her living room, to the music of youtube coming from a laptop, it was the most touching reception I can imagine. The simple was enough. They had family, a few friends, and each other. It was more than enough for the wedding, and will be more than enough for the marriage. I have never been happier for her.