One delightful, sunny, Southern California afternoon Dad took me for a drive to
brag about show me the gorgeous scenery he now
enjoyed on a daily basis in this little slice of heaven on earth. As we drove through the canyons with the
t-tops off the car (hey, it was Southern Cali in 1989), we passed by a lovely
park and noticed a wedding party. All at
once, Dad looked over at me, said, “Doesn’t he know he’s ruining his life?” and
turned the car around. When the car came within earshot of the
group, my father yelled out, “HEY, BUDDY, STOP! DON’T DO IT!!”
Fortunately Dad met an amazing woman not long after that and decided that maybe marriage wasn’t all that stupid, after all. At least not if you marry someone you truly like (and isn’t cray-cray).
In spite of my cynical father’s influence, I always get gushy and emotional when I witness two people declaring their love and commitment toward each other. There’s just something magical and, well, hopeful, about a wedding. And I love every bit of it.
Last weekend my dear friend’s oldest daughter tied the knot with the man of her dreams. And we Sticklens were the first ones in the church. (Literally. We arrived about thirty minutes before the ceremony and were the only ones seated for about ten minutes. Late arriving crowd, I guess.) As I reflected on this auspicious occasion, I realized that there are a lot of things regarding weddings and marriage that I am thankful for. So, for this week’s “Ten Things of Thankful” I thought I’d list some of the things that I am thankful for when it comes to weddings. And receptions. Because, let’s face it, I like an excuse for a party. Don’t you?
10. I’m thankful I live in a small-ish town. Small towns provide the opportunity to really get to know people and learn to accept them – flaws and all. Friendships formed in small towns tend to take on a familial feel, sometimes pushing our capacity for unconditional love right to its limits.
9. I’m thankful that I get to visit big cities. As much as I enjoy living in a small town, the amenities of the Big City beckon my attention from time to time. I like museums. And beautiful parks. And skyscrapers. And interesting restaurants (well, we have those here, too, but every once in a while I enjoy trying something new).
8. I’m thankful for friendships that endure through the years. I love how old friends can get together after a long absence and pick up right where they left off.
|Not a bad looking couple of forty-somethings....|
7. I’m thankful for air conditioning on a hot August afternoon in the Midwest.
6. I’m thankful for my youngest son who is always a good sport and has a strong competitive spirit. Seriously, that kid is cut-throat. And I love it.
5. I’m thankful for my fellow forty-somethings who danced with me during the reception. Otherwise those twenty-somethings would have made me look like a complete idiot (especially when I decided to twerk). *OK, just kidding. There was no twerking involved. Well, not in a serious manner, at least.*
|Those darn twenty-somethings|
4. I’m thankful for my husband. I think he loves weddings just as much as I do – and for all the same reasons. Plus, he gets all my jokes (well, mostly). And sometimes he even thinks I’m funny.
3. I’m thankful for rites of passage – those moments when all of us sit back and relinquish the spotlight to the next generation as they begin their own life’s journey. Such events provide opportunities for personal reflection and offer hope for the future.
2. I’m thankful I was included in this particular celebration because I witnessed one of the most moving, honest, and sincere ceremonies as…
1. The groom cried. Seriously, every bride deserves to marry someone who loves her so completely. I’m thankful that this young woman, the daughter of one of my closest friends, married a man who respects and cherishes her in such a caring, kind, attentive, and selfless manner.
|Congratulations, Brett & Kristina!|
May we all experience this type of love in our lives.