Weddings. A day of celebration and contemplation.

Yesterday Craig and I attended his good friends wedding. What a gorgeous day out! The unusual start of 11 am saw the bride and her groom married by 12pm and we were all off to the lunch reception by 1pm. Funny thing is that while the pastor spoke of life long commitment and unconditional love, the faces of those lining the pews literally reflected their thoughts and feelings on the subject.


While some smiled sweetly, others were nothing short of a grimace. Forever is a long time. Have we set ourselves an unrealistic challenge in believing we can put up with each other till we die? Is love enough?


So there I was, sipping my litchi champagne and gazing across the room at the breathtaking bride and her proud groom. All of this lavish attire, no cost spared and no second thoughts as to the expected outcome that they will live happily ever after. This day would be perfect - as it is in every brides mind. It got me thinking about the pastors words from earlier that afternoon, "All of you are about to witness a miracle, some of you may be wise enough to see it, others will miss it completely. What is about to happen in this church is Gods Love made visible. No man could be arrogant enough to say that what these two share can be put into words or feelings". My breath became light, all I've ever wanted as a woman is to share a love as unquantifiable as this. To be loved and also appreciated. To be adored by her man. To be held in his hands as a precious, delicate and fascinating gem. One worth fighting for and protecting.


So, back to the reception I find myself. Analyzing my fellow guests relationships. Gauging them against what I think is healthy and acceptable. Wondering if what we have can ever stand the test of time? If what I believe can and should be described as "a miracle", will still be sacred and previous next week, next year, forever?


I'm not sure about you but a till slip for a full refund would be great but I dont think life works that way. Isn't that the gift though? Taking the risk? Or is it best to step back in fear that it might not work out?


I suppose that if I consider all the things most precious to me both inanimate and real, I loved and accepted them unconditionally. Flaws, fears and insecurities combined. The 'what if' never featured regardless of the outcome. So too I shall love, fully and completely as if in denial that failure even exists. After all, it really is - just life.