I'm
getting it down to an art: sincere best wishes, a set of salad bowls, travel
plans, and greeting cards. RSVP as soon as possible. Offer advice only if
asked. Make yourself useful.
Oh,
wedding season. Unlike the holidays, Wedding Season is marked by a period of
years rather than months (though that too). This year is particularly wedding
heavy, with Lacie, Marigold, and Esquire all marrying their now-husbands in the
past week.
Terra and Aglio, are up next in July, and Daisy will be in
August. Of course, several of these glorious events come with bachelorette
parties or bridal showers, and they all involve near-endless opportunities to
discuss wardrobe choices, scheduling decisions, and menu options.
I love
it, actually. Their joy is like a tangible thing, and it brings me such
happiness to be a part of it. I am delighted to roll up my sleeves and address
some invitations, set out the centerpieces, or find the Neosporin. I revel in
the opportunity to celebrate their love and commitment with friends, dancing
arm-in-arm with some of the people I love the best.
And, at
this point, I've almost got the logistics down: RSVP ASAP. Offer advice only
when asked. Share my genuine delight, and help however possible. It's an
exhausting season, but I'm not sure there is a better one.
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