The Perfect Wedding

I'm under a lot of pressure trying to plan the perfect wedding.  I've been to a lot of weddings over the last few years.  Most of them have been perfect for the couples, and two have been events of perfection.  However, perfect weddings don't always equal perfect marriages.  It's a tricky thing.

I think my favorite wedding of all time was one that I never attended.

I was sitting in the living room of my friends, Rhonda and Don.  It was a time in my life that contained no joy, a time in my life where I could only express myself with tears, and I time that I thought I would never smile,yet alone laugh, ever again.  I didn't want to be around myself, so it was a true friend that would want my company for a whole evening.

The evening was going as predicted.  I was crying and they were saying whatever they could to make me feel better, of which it was impossible.

Somehow, it struck me that this couple was totally in sync.  They could complete each other sentences.  They always looked at each other as if it was their first time looking at each other, completely in love.  Somehow, I decided right there and then, that somehow, sometime, I wanted the same in my life.  I became curious about their secret and how they got there, so I started questioning them on their relationship and I asked them about their wedding.

Rhonda started telling me about their wedding day right from the day they awoke at different locations.  Don contributed by telling me, "yes, that's true," after everything Rhonda said.  Both of them were laughing out loud as she was telling this story.

I really can't tell you many details about this story, but I know they were telling me the truth.  You just couldn't make any of that up.  I've read a lot of stories about "weddings gone wrong" in bridal magazines, but I have never heard a story like this.  If they were able to write this down, it would be a best-seller.  It was a literal gong show.  I think the last element in the story was that the photographer didn't have any film in her camera, which turned out to be the thing that happened at their wedding, no evidence.

By the end of the story, I was begging her to stop.  I was literally rolling on their floor laughing so hard that I was crying and my stomach hurt.  I remember lying on their floor for another half hour giggling to myself.

Of course, they took the attitude that the rest of their life had to be better.   And, it has been.

It ended up being the perfect wedding for me.  It was an amazing gift from two true friends that would give me laughter at a time when I thought that I had lost my ability to laugh.  I knew then and there that if I laughed once, I could probably find my way to laugh again, and then, maybe to get to a point in life where I could laugh every day.   It took me a while and a lot of work, but I found that point in my life.

I laugh every day.  It is healthy and feels good.  Of course, I have days when I can't find something to laugh about, then I think of Rhonda's wedding, and I start laughing.  It has been the gift that keeps on giving.

So, I don't want the perfect wedding but I don't want as much comedic material as Rhonda had either. I think I know my wedding will be perfect as long as I can laugh at one point.

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