Thank goodness for weddings. As friends spread far and wide, it’s harder and harder to see one another. What was once so simple is now at the mercy of booking flights or planning long road trips. Last-minute outings for frozen yogurt, Halloween parties and Christmas parties, random excuses to enjoy sunny days or favorite bands together – things that were common when we all lived close by – are things of the past. Jobs and families and many miles separate us now. But thank goodness for weddings.
Last weekend, we flew to Florida for the night (Yes, one night. I know; we’re crazy.) to attend dear friends Sarah and Alex’s wedding. We all flew and drove in from various parts of the country – and abroad – to reunite for their wedding. And it was so worth it. There was strawberry wine. Romanian group dancing. Shoes kicked off. Conversations outside under the moonlight. Photo sessions galore. We were reunited, and it was perfect.
Thank goodness for weddings.
They’re goin’ to the chapel, and they’re gonna get married…
It was overcast much of the time we were there, but Florida in January was still pretty spectacular.
Fresh strawberries from the bride’s family’s farm.
Florida, dahling, you’re gorgeous.
And then there was this water tower shaped like a birthday cake. WINNING.
The Frozen Southerner 