It was Damon's wedding. I have known Damon for about 13 years now, such a long time. We worked together back in our Target days and we have shared many happy and funny memories together. I was so pleased to hear that Damon was getting married, that he had found the love of his life. And I was touched that he had invited me to part of his special day.
The more I thought about the day, the more I began to get nervous, going to a wedding on my own. Will there be anyone nice to talk to? Who would they sit me with?
Off to the church I went. A 11.15am ceremony. I sat in the church on my own. It was alright I survived. The ceremony was lovely. The bride and groom looked so happy. The reception started at 1pm. I purposely arrived to the reception a little late, as I didn't want to be standing around on my own. I walked in, got myself something to drink and then walked up to a group of girls. I introduced myself and asked if I could join them, as I was there on my own. They welcomed me and introduced themselves. I felt so proud that I had actually done that. We actually ended up being on the same table, and our conversations continued.
The afternoon went by and it was a great day. Lovely food and lots of fun dancing and talking. I spoke to a few people, sharing our stories of the bride and groom. Everyone mixed and I felt at ease. I stayed until the end and really enjoyed myself. To my surprise I even caught the bouquet (third time lucky I hope).
Today I was lucky to experience and be part of two people's special day. Their love was obvious. The joy and happiness they bring to each other was present.
I'm pleased I went, but hopefully next time I go to a wedding, I won't be on my own. Who knows, the wedding may be mine.
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