Honestly, it’s a marvelous way to be.
But however many things that made me smile this week, none came close to what happened last Tuesday.
In the words of my co-workers: “Who gets married on a Tuesday?!”
It was a very, very small wedding. Just three couples, two serving as witnesses to the other’s vows. I’d never attended a wedding so small, but honestly, I’d like to do it more often. It was absolutely charming. And although both were on the other side of 50, the bride had rosy cheeks and trembled, the groom looked nervous and very handsome.
Love has a way of doing that, doesn’t it? Despite our age, our experience or how many times we’ve been around the track, it offers us a chance to be young and foolish again.
Such a marvelous way to be. ❤