Traditions

I didn't expect to have fun at a wedding where we knew just one other person but we had a ball. It turned out we knew several people and were seated at a great table. The conversation flowed and connections were made.

Not knowing hardly anyone allowed me time to step back and look around the room with a different eye. We sat behind a family at the church; grandparents, parents, siblings and grandchildren. Most weddings ban children but I think they are vital to witness the tradition of a wedding. Family. The children were adorable and wide-eyed. During the reception, I think I counted four babies and just a lot of kids in cute outfits having fun with each other. Then the dancing began and in the center of melee was an 11-year old boy dancing his pants off. He was dancing with joy. He loved being the center of attention. It was simply marvelous to watch.

Over at another table, we noticed several older gentlemen. Their histories and stories were etched on their faces. Fascinating gentlemen.

It seemed that as I looked about the room, each table had its own story. Friends enjoying each other. Family members sitting together laughing and talking.

It was fun watching it all. It was a nice group of people who were there to witness the beginning of the married life of two people. Two people who will life happily every after.