This weekend I have found myself surrounded by love and happiness, and it has been wonderful. I sit here attempting to type at a normal speed, slowed down by the false nails I wore for Kyla and Jesse’s wedding on Saturday – the most beautiful, lovely wedding ever! The whole thing started on Thursday when we had the rehearsal dinner. I was very nervous about the reading I was going to be doing and the Pastor yelling at me didn’t help, lol, but Kyla was amazing about it and David’s words of encouragement really helped me just get up there and do it on the day – and it went okay!
I met their families and sat with Kyla’s dad at the rehearsal dinner, who was hilarious and we made fun of each other’s noodle-eating abilities. I caught up with Jenn which is always wonderful because I hardly ever see her. And I ate way too much Chinese food. 🙂 The wedding was on Saturday, and after spending Friday night with David’s mum sewing up and making alterations to my dress, I went and got my hair done Saturday morning, practised reading to Vicki and then set off. Thanks to the Bombers winning, David was able to come to the ceremony after all which was wonderful. As I stood up there and talked about “love which is permanent” I kept thoughts of him sitting out there in my head. I didn’t dare look up though as I was on the verge of tears, and after their vows both me and Jenn were just BAWLING. It was so beautiful and lovely and Kyla was THE most beautiful bride I have ever seen in my life.
We had dinner at Bistro 7 ¼ – amazing food, wonderful company, random bursts of song and a little too much wine and champagne! We went to Kyla’s dad’s house afterwards where I was just overcome with emotion, and my happiness for the couple, combined with my happiness at my own current romantic situation all got a little too much and I had to step outside. Had a bit of a wine-induced cry (read: bawl) to David (love gets me every time!) and then realised I’d been sobbing for a while and went inside to grab Vicki, who I’d left unaccompanied in a room practically full of strangers! And feeling like an awful friend (and an awful mess at this point) David drove us both home. Apparently there was a bonfire and sparklers which I was extremely sad to have missed, but we spent the rest of the evening reflecting about life and love, cuddled up and woke up to a lovely home-cooked breakfast (and copious amounts of water).
I am ridiculously happy for Kyla and Jesse right now. Two of the most wonderful people I have ever met; I know they will have a lifetime of happiness, and I was honoured to be a part of their special day. Congratulations to Mr. And Mrs. Taylor!!