it seems that may is close upon my heels. and while april hasn't been the cruelest month, it has surely flown by in the blink of an eye. camp is looming, and i'm wavering between being scared and excited. mostly, i'm excited, and can't wait to start being there. we set the orientation schedule on tuesday, and i think it's going to be a great set up to start the staff off right. i have to say that i'm mostly excited about the crawfish boil we've got set up. i mean, the other stuff is fun and enriching and all that crap, but what's not to like about crawfish? FREE crawfish, even.
sweet caroline married her beloved mr. christman last week, and it was a lovely time. nothing could be finer than watching someone you love love someone enough to commit the rest of their lives to that person. i was humbled and blessed to have been a part of their special day. the best thing that i can say about this marriage, in particular, is that it gives me hope. now i know i have the tendency to get all mushy, but indulge me, the varsity letterman bridesmaid, to mush away.
sweet caroline, moo, and i have been in the trenches together, as only sister-friends can be. we have like scum bag boys who have broken our hearts. we have liked boys who were not good for us, or good too us, or just bad fits. moo is the one who keeps our faith, reminds us of the promises that have been made that we won't be alone forever. caro is the one who reminds us that we have to listen to our heads and our hearts, because too much or too little of either one makes for a poor experience. and i like to prentend that i'm the one who watches from the corner, taking in all the information, and processing it into something like a book report, for further digestion and reflection. but my sweet caroline had all but thrown in the towel. and then came mr. christman, on something like a modern day white horse, and swept our girl off her feet in short order, and put her firmly back in the game. he put a light behind her eyes that i had seen flicker, but he had something inside of him that made it glow like a spotlight. and for that, regardless of all my threats to kill him if he put a foot wrong, i will love him, too. and my pride and wonder in sweet caroline having the guts and the courage and the wonderment to gamble on love makes me wonder and hope that i can have the will to do the same, one day.
life is good. never doubt it for a minute.
mil besos--rmg
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