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Every time I get invited to someone's wedding I think I'll feel jaded and apathetic toward the ceremony because my marriage was unsuccessful. That is never ever the case. I tear up like a little school girl and I am honored by the invitation. That someone would think enough of our friendship to want me to be there for one of the most important days of their life gives me a feeling that is beyond measure. I am deeply touched. Being asked to be a bridesmaid is another thing entirely. I am always so transfixed on my own life that I don't think I even grasped that I could impact another person in such a way, that they not only wanted me there, but wanted me standing next to them. I don't think it hit me until we walked down the isle the magnitude of that days events. Seeing my good friend marry the man she loves not only made me swell up with pride knowing and loving them both but renewed my faith in a love that can last a lifetime.
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