I spent the weekend in LA. An old friend, old as in I’ve known him for 20 years not as in our age thank you very much, got married and I didn’t want to miss out on participating in the lovely event. Rob, my friend, was stressed out and busting his ass trying to make the event special for everyone involved. He arranged for rides to and from the airport, shuttles to the Hollywood Bowl, hotels, delicious food, and colorful towels wrapped poolside for us to take home as a token from the beach holiday wedding. You can check out the wedding website to see what he managed (http://stephanieandrobbie.com/). His hard work paid off. The Church ceremony was beautiful and the party was fun!
I flew solo out west and was reminded of my single days in LA. I gotta say it was fun, but I love my life now. I love my husband and daughter and felt blessed to be reminded of my past yet enjoying my present. Funny thing, witnessing another couple’s beginning, knowing they have dreams of having children too, didn’t make me feel like I was lacking at all. I enjoyed seeing the small children at the wedding without any pangs. I was reminded that we all have hopes of what our futures may become and hold. I was reminded that I’ve been lucky enough to fall in love, get married and start my family. I’m lucky enough to be pursuing my passion and dreams of being a paid writer. I’m lucky.