But for a sorry set of circumstances, I would be on a plane right now for Texas. Two days from now, I’d be at a reception watching two of the most amazing people I know dancing and smiling and being adored by all those around them, with a handsome young man charming all of the ladies only a few feet away. Just hours before, I’d have listened to the couple’s promises and cried the moment I exchanged looks with the mother and father who love without condition or caution. I’d have cried more still to see the beautiful best friend, radiant and fighting to keep her composure, knowing that things, while not what they were many years ago, are right and good.
This weekend, loves, I’m with you, even though I’m not.