I'm just going to come out and say it: marriage freaks me out. Even as a self-proclaimed romantic, I can't begin to fathom what it's like to be so sure about spending (and sharing) the rest of your life with another. I imagine it'd be something like this..?
{via pinterest}
And yet, I am confident not only in the fact that love exists, but that it can bring about this certainty of commitment. I've seen it in my peers. Behold, photographic evidence of
love and happiness and
love from my beautiful friend's beautiful wedding.
So. much. love... in her mother's eyes, in the way they held each other during the first dance, in the thoughtful words of the maid of honor (
my old roommate)'s speech. I felt so privileged to share in such a monumental evening (and with
the perfect date, too).
