Pre-marital bliss
Going “home”, or more aptly, visiting my parents for sporadic weekends and holidays invariably induces nostalgia for the things that once were, and ponderings over if I in fact relished in those moments or only now, in retrospect, see their value.Above all else that occurred over the span of the extended weekend, going to Melissa’s bridal shower was the most “real” in terms of an indicating sign of adulthood. Watching everyone’s face aglow, basking in the luminescent light of love in the air, I felt the burgeoning gap between childish innocence and mature sensibility widen. There was so much excitement and happiness in my own heart for her and Matt that it was hard to be able to envision their caliber of sentiment and affectivity at that moment. Maybe one day I’ll too happily stumble upon the devotion and friendship that the two of them share, and hopefully I’ll be sentient enough to cherish it. But for now, it’s quite enough to hold all my best wishes and good intentions for these two wonderful people to share in and live a life that they both deserve.
posted by Sheila @ 11/28/2004 04:17:00 PM
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