I bitch about having a wedding a lot…mostly because I do think it is a hassle and waste of time and money. But there is one thing I am looking forward to doing at a wedding which we couldn’t really do eloping…
Walking down the aisle to see Jonathan. I’ll cry. Like an idiot. Oh, I’ll weep and weep and probably hyperventilate. And I am genuinely looking forward to it.
See, here’s the thing, when Jonathan and I meet somewhere…say, the Time Warner Center to go to Borders or grab dinner at Whole Foods or whatever, I usually get there first and wait around. I stand and look and when I see him, when I catch that first glimpse of him…I break into a HUGE smile. That is saying something because I am a naturally simley person. I smile about a lot of things. I am inherently happy (I know, you doubt me because mostly I moan, groan, complain and curse in my blog posts, but I do it here so I can smile on the other side).
Jonathan walking into a room makes me smile. Even if he looks annoyed or pissed or hot and harried…which is how he usually looks. Those things don’t matter. When I see him I smile.
So I will look forward to walking down the aisle
(or whatever we will have on the beach, minus the mariachi) so when I see him, I can smile.