My friend D asked me to be a bridesmaid in here wedding today. I’m not a big wedding person, but I’m actually super excited (and honored) to be a part of their wedding. I dont know, I think Im changing or something–becoming a sap about these things–considering that the last wedding I went to, I actually started crying bc I was so happy for my friend. Totally gay.
Anyway, its pretty amazing to be a part of it all considering I knew them before they were dating. We were all in Austin at the time, trying to find our way at this huge corporate software company, and we were like the only 3 people there under the age of 35. I just remember all the convos we had when they started going out, all the questions and uncertainty, as well as all the love they had between them. I dunno, I like their story bc its real. Not perfect, not some fairy tale thing, but something very sincere, and very special. It gives me hope to know that there is such thing as a happy ending. To be there from the beginning to the end (or to be cheesy, a new beginning) is…well…a beautiful thing.
See? Somewhere inside of me, I’m still a romantic…
