I'll leave you with these images of last night, at the wedding of a best friend I've had since we were 6 years old. My first memory of school is of her, and we're holding our trapper keepers up against the wall and talking about them.
I was a ball of emotions during the entire stint, mostly thanks to my friend with the initials PMS. I was also the only childless, single bridesmaid which helped matters not one bit. I could write a book on that experience at some point.
More to come tomorrow or this week...for now, here we are.
Our song since high school has been Cyndi Lauper's "Time After Time" -- and became far more fitting when, almost two years ago, she was with me when I fell on a cruise ship and broke my ankle during our vacation together.
She was wonderful.
I fell, she caught me.
I stood beside her this weekend as she married a man whom, I feel sure, will always catch her.
More to come tomorrow or this week...for now, here we are.
Our song since high school has been Cyndi Lauper's "Time After Time" -- and became far more fitting when, almost two years ago, she was with me when I fell on a cruise ship and broke my ankle during our vacation together.
She was wonderful.
I fell, she caught me.
I stood beside her this weekend as she married a man whom, I feel sure, will always catch her.
The last one was taken quickly in the car to send to my sister as a 'thank you' for doing my hair. She rocks. I didn't notice until uploading here that half my eyeliner on one eye is smudged off. See the word "emotional" earlier.
What a weekend, what a week, what a summer, what a life.
