We attended my friends' wedding on Saturday evening. It was a very warm day (by Seattle standards) - in the high 90s - but the location was a park and cultural center on the Puget Sound, so it was warm, but perfectly breezy.
I wore my new dress, and even though it was supposed to be WARM, I brought my customary cardigan. The dress has an open back; and I don't usually make it a point to show off any part of the 19 inch scar that follows down my spine from a few inches shy of my neck.
But the dress and my scar aren't really the point of this post.
RD and I were standing with our friends (not the bride and groom) discussing how much fun this wedding was. The husband (hers, not mine) remarked that there seemed to be a lot of "young people" at the wedding (context - bride is 28, groom is 36, the commenter is 51). We all nodded in agreement.
A few seconds later, it occurred to me:
Was I one of the "young people" he speaks of?
It's no longer clear.
I don't necessarily want/need to feel like one of the "young people".
I just don't want to bum them out.
And, hopefully this time - I didn't. Scar and all.
PS. This was the taco truck featured at the wedding, and OMG, it was delicious. TACO TRUCK!
Gorgeous picture! A taco truck at the wedding? GENIUS!!!
Posted by: Maura | August 17, 2010 at 09:06 AM
I never knew about your scar, surgeries, etc. Where have I been? That must have been SUCH an ordeal. Talk about impressive!! Make it through all of that? wow.
Posted by: little miss mel | August 21, 2010 at 07:58 AM
Guess my first post didn't go through. LOVELY dress and your hair is fantastic!!
Posted by: little miss mel | August 21, 2010 at 07:59 AM