Tara Piskin Weddings are joyful occasions meant to celebrate the joining of two people into one. However, for a silent observer like myself, they can be scary and depressing. Scary because it might be me up there some day and depressing because they are never as pretty as in the movies. This past weekend, I attended a wedding for two people I had never met, and all my wedding issues were put to rest. Maybe it was the ceremony, the time of year or the wine, but I learned what celebrations like weddings are all about.
Weddings are foremost about the bride and the groom, but they are also about friends.
As the ceremony progressed, I began to think about who would be at my wedding and how I would ever decide who got to be in the bridal party. Even though it's a decision I don't plan on making anytime soon, the idea of it all made my head spin. It all begins with the invitations and goes right down to who sits where at the reception. They probably won't come. When it is all finally said and done, you end up with a near-perfect collection of those people you call friends, all one hundred or so of them.