I'm still making the rounds telling people I'm moving to California. I am met with well wishes and "good for you, bad for us" as well as people being excitedly jealous. I really like my Madison coworkers and I'll be so sad to leave (most of) them.
This weekend my dear friend Dave got married in Wisconsin Dells. He and I have known each other since middle school, but we got really close after college. He asked me to do a reading at their wedding and with help from Michele, I picked the wedding vows Paul Newman read to Joanne Woodward.
On Tuesday, I woke up with a scratchy throat. Me being me, I complained about getting a cold the week of the wedding and through texts Kristin convinces me it's allergies. I confirm with webmd and I move on, now complaining about allergies. But it's not allergies. It is now a full-blown cold and at this very moment I cannot talk. I have no voice. I had a voice for the reading, it may have sounded like I had a cold, but I was heard. After the party and the catching up I no longer have a voice. At least not one I recognize as my own.
I secretly used Dave's wedding as my going away party. I leave in a month and I probably won't see most of that group before I go.
The wedding was beautiful. The weather perfect. Libations in abundance. People in high spirits. I had such a wonderful time catching up and laughing and seeing old friends that I would have a wedding every week. We looked at pictures from freshman year of college and there was definite proof that we've aged. I'm still in denial and I will hopefully soon forget those images in favor of tricking myself into thinking I will forever look like I am 16.
Oh, and this was the first wedding I've ever been to where I unintentionally wore the same dress as another guest! Modcloth is the place to shop.
The Art of Marriage Written by Wilfred A. Peterson
Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens.
A good marriage must be created.
In the Art of Marriage, the little things are the big things…
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say “I love you” at least once a day.
It is never going to sleep angry.
It is at no time taking the other for granted;
the courtship should not end with the honeymoon,
it should continue through all the years.
It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
It is standing together facing the crowd.
It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family.
It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude
of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy.
It is speaking words of appreciation
and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways.
It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo or the wife to have wings of an angel.
It is not looking for perfection in each other.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding
and a sense of humor.
It is having the capicity to forgive and forget.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow.
It is finding room for the things of the spirit.
It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.
It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and the obligation is reciprocal.
It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.
It is discovering what marriage can be, at its best.