I ask again.. REALLY? Ok, so yes I caught the bouquet at Susan and Gordon’s wedding. Yes the tradition is all the single ladies gather on the dance floor and the bride throws the bouquet and the lovely lady who catches it is the next to get married.
Here is the real deal. I am 40 years old, I left my husband 4 years ago. Dated like a maniac for a couple of years, and for the past two years I have spent much of my time trying to reintroduce myself to myself. Turns out I like me. I am learning that I love to travel, meet people, take photos, learn about history and sometimes just sit around and drink coffee at night time.
I am learning that even though I live alone, I am not lonely. Before when I married and living with my exhusband, I experienced some of the lonliest times of my life.
Each morning I wake up and watch the sun rise over the ocean, I thank God each day for a new day and for being alive and well. I walk through the house nakkid if I want to, I sing in the shower, I squeeze the toothpaste from the middle of the tube and I watch what I want on TV and listen to what I want on the radio. It’s quiet here, but there is no one yelling.
I feel love all the time, it is something new to me but it brings a smile to my face.
Sometimes I think I am one of those people who could go sleep in a cabin in the woods on a mountain for a month and not talk to another human for a month and it would be great… a vacation even.
When I caught the bouquet we all laughed and I sat and listened as the folks at my table tried to decide what kind of wedding I would have and what I would wear…they spoke of sparkling dresses and Jimmy Choo shoes and . I sort of drifted off and imagined being barefoot on a mountain with the wind blowing in my hair…
I know Mr. Right is out there and someday we will dance through life…. someday.
So it was meant to be that I catch the bouquet… we all know how I love flowers…