Halfway
I’m
fresh off vacation, which makes this the best time to write. Everything is
still alive in my mind, the wonderfully elegant wedding of my best friend, the
laughter shared, the great food, and the relaxing sunshiny trip with my husband
to Cali that followed. It was a much-needed almost-two-week break and I feel as
if half of me is still gone, living in between asleep and awake, reality
and a dream. It’s a feeling I cherish, because it only lasts for a couple of
precious days.
It’s the feeling that makes you realize how insignificant so much of your everyday life is. When you spend quality time with family and friends, it makes everything else pale in comparison. Honestly, even if only for a moment, you really feel like your job is pointless, like all those mundane errands just disappear and all that matters is taking it all in.
I was grateful to be in a wedding that wasn’t mine! When it’s your own wedding, everything twirls around you so fast you don’t have time to absorb. But when you’re part of someone else’s big day, you notice all the little things, and you notice the love between people. The bride was absolutely breathtaking in her gown, and she wore a smile effortlessly all evening. At her request, I sang as she walked down the aisle. For me it was an opportunity of a lifetime, and I was happy to lend my voice. It had been a while since I’d sung in front of a larger crowd and I’d forgotten how fun it is. I had a blast, and hearing the sniffles come toward the end of the song, I knew I’d done my job.
I got to spend some time with the other fun women in the bridal party, and for hours, our husbands and fiancés kept up with us, dancing the night away until nearly midnight. And as the bride and groom slipped away in their wedding town car, I realized how grown up we’ve become, and how it still feels like we graduated from high school just yesterday. Maybe it was the weariness of the evening falling down on me, but I felt as though I’d slipped into a dreamlike state. I was somewhat beside myself, in the best way.
This
feeling stayed with me through the rest of vacation, all the way from Denver to
Los Angeles, Vegas and back again. The weather was hot and perfect with
completely cloudless days. The desert air smelled good, untainted with hints of
flower and other plant life. The palm trees were everywhere, which I always
expect, but never seem to get over. The landscape along the way truly looked
like something from another planet, at times making me feel like I was in
Middle Earth.
And I still feel a piece of me stuck out there, out in the heat, where the sun shines almost all year long and thunder and lightning almost always accompany the rain. I'm not sure if this is healthy in the long run, but for the moment, I'll enjoy being stuck in that in between, in the thin moment where you feel far away from where you are. Right now, halfway is good.
It’s the feeling that makes you realize how insignificant so much of your everyday life is. When you spend quality time with family and friends, it makes everything else pale in comparison. Honestly, even if only for a moment, you really feel like your job is pointless, like all those mundane errands just disappear and all that matters is taking it all in.
I was grateful to be in a wedding that wasn’t mine! When it’s your own wedding, everything twirls around you so fast you don’t have time to absorb. But when you’re part of someone else’s big day, you notice all the little things, and you notice the love between people. The bride was absolutely breathtaking in her gown, and she wore a smile effortlessly all evening. At her request, I sang as she walked down the aisle. For me it was an opportunity of a lifetime, and I was happy to lend my voice. It had been a while since I’d sung in front of a larger crowd and I’d forgotten how fun it is. I had a blast, and hearing the sniffles come toward the end of the song, I knew I’d done my job.
I got to spend some time with the other fun women in the bridal party, and for hours, our husbands and fiancés kept up with us, dancing the night away until nearly midnight. And as the bride and groom slipped away in their wedding town car, I realized how grown up we’ve become, and how it still feels like we graduated from high school just yesterday. Maybe it was the weariness of the evening falling down on me, but I felt as though I’d slipped into a dreamlike state. I was somewhat beside myself, in the best way.
And I still feel a piece of me stuck out there, out in the heat, where the sun shines almost all year long and thunder and lightning almost always accompany the rain. I'm not sure if this is healthy in the long run, but for the moment, I'll enjoy being stuck in that in between, in the thin moment where you feel far away from where you are. Right now, halfway is good.
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