as a young girl, i never envisioned my fairytale wedding, i never dreamed of my white dress, i never longed for the day that "my day" finally arrived. so ironically, at the age of, gasp, 30, i find myself having been in the wedding industry for the last 5 years. as a banquet captain, i ensure that someones life long dream, finally comes true. now it could be because i have heard the same speech, quote or saying hundreds of times. because i have listened to the same song, be countless of couples, special, only ours, first dance song. or any of the other things i have witnessed, experienced, and laughed at, that happens on such a repetitve basis, that weddings, to me, have lost all romance. i have become so desensitized to the beauty that i am part of that i almost never get moved. almost. that is until this week. i shed a tear. i admit it. i can't believe it, but, i admit it.
on friday night, as the routine first dance was happening, the bride and groom suprised me. mid dance, the groom stops, and in a full embrace, grabs his bride and spins her as they kiss. the lights are bouncing, the crowd is cheering, glasses being clanked, elvis prestly is chroning in the backgound, and all the while, it is so evident, that to these two, nothing else in the world existed. it was just them. as he let her go, and slowly started to put her down, the most incredible thing happened. she took her hands, and gingerly wiped away the tears that were streaming down his face. and then gently, kissed each cheek. it took all of two seconds, but the love that radiated from these two, brought me to tears. now mind you, it wasn't gasping for air, deep hard sobbing tears, it was just a slow delicate trickle, that was quickly erased before anyone realized it, come on, i have a reputation to protect!
the reason i share this story is because suddenly, at age, gasp, 30, i realize that i am no different from those little girls. even though life has thrown a few curve balls, i will one day, be the reason, a perfect stranger, will shed a tear.
the reason i share this story is because suddenly, at age, gasp, 30, i realize that i am no different from those little girls. even though life has thrown a few curve balls, i will one day, be the reason, a perfect stranger, will shed a tear.
that very same day, these flowers moved me to do something else i never do. they were so beautiful that, i brought my camera out at work.
xoxo.
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