Wedding in the Weeds
The wedding I attended this past weekend featured an x-girlfriend hitching up with a new guy in an outdoor, non-religious ceremony. I have no hang-ups with this girl, ...the torch was held by her, not me. We were friends and I decided that friends who slept together were better than friends who merely talked.Big mistake.
Lovers aren't friends and friends aren't lovers.
People who say that the best marriages are between couples who are best friends will likely never experience true love. Or, they will never really be sure.
Yes, it's easy to get along with friends, that's why they are friends. Love is a completely different animal. Sometimes love is hard, irreconcilable, fiery hot, and unpredictable.
Seeking a friend for a mate is giving up on the experiment of love.
I believe that two lovers can never be anything but lovers. They can't be friends because that sort of non-intimacy would drive them crazy. If you can picture yourself and your mate as friends, ...you ain't in love.
Anyway, I refer to the x's new husband as a "new guy" because he kinda came out of nowhere. I guess they met last fall. I know he was pursuing her a bit, but I didn't think she was all that interested. Eventually, I guess she said "yes" to a date. I saw them a month or so later walking down Brady street hand-in-hand.
About a month or so later she said she was getting married. He asked, she said yes. That simple.
He seems nice, very nice actually, but a little strange. I guess it's because I've never seen any emotion out of him accept for silent, smiling, happiness. He's never looked irritated, tired, or relaxed (certainly not). Maybe he's just a happy, goofy guy. I hope so. They would be great together if that is the case.
The wedding was a cute 5 minute service amongst a handful of pine trees. The sky was totally blue, the weather was nice, the crowd was large and pleasant, ...but the expression on the bride's face was priceless.
She was obviously stressed, and she doesn't handle stress well. Her personality leads her to want to hide and get away from everybody if she's feeling a little down or overwhelmed. She doesn't like crowds or lots of attention, ...needless to say she wasn't smiling or blushing.
Her look was part fear, part "whatever". I think she was trying to mask her anxiety by looking casual, but she also masked her smile. The groom, after being giddy and bouncy all day was stiff as a board and apparently sweating. He looked nervous and terrified, ...happily terrified.
They said the "I do's", we all had champaign, the last guy holding a torch for her receded into the crowd, and we basically spent a nice afternoon in the park.
After the ceremony, the bride removed her pink dress and put on her jeans. It seemed she couldn't get out of it fast enough. She began to relax a little, but still didn't seem to be overly gushing with happiness.
It made me wonder.
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