I know there’s such a thing as “wedding season.”
When all the brides and grooms decide to take advantage of the pleasant weather and throw a party to celebrate their nuptials.
I LOVE going to weddings, but sadly haven’t attended that many.
Maybe 6 or 7 in my entire lifetime.
That’s not too many considering I’m including my own.
So you can imagine I was THRILLED when I got invited to a friend’s DESTINATION wedding in Yosemite.
What could be better than visiting the sequoias, listening to a rushing river, and watching two people I care about remind me that love is a beautiful thing?
I always feel, if only for a little while, optimistic about my own love prospects.
I am reminded that yes, I actually want something more than flings in my life.
That I’d like to invest my care and concern in another human being.
It all seems so real and possible when I’m at a wedding.
Other people find it.
Why not me?