Sometimes marriage doesn’t seem real to me.
It’s a thing that happens to random people on Facebook. To blushing brides on TLC. To phony celebrities in US Weekly.
It’s not that I don’t want to get married. I do. But somehow, having divorced parents can make the reality of marriage all seem like a weird dream.
But then, one of my best friends got engaged — and all of that has suddenly changed.
My blonde sister. My fellow cat lady. My roommate, next door neighbor, and eventually — long distance love. My friend who I came crying to after some stupid frat boy broke my heart. Who I crawled into bed with to suffer hangovers together. Who I munched on toast and sipped coffee with while obsessing over HGTV. Who I planned my graduation party with, went on crazy Spring Break trips with, hosted wine and cheese nights with, danced on tables with and walked arm in arm home from the bars with.
And now, marriage feels real.
And I couldn’t be happier that it’s happening to some of the best people I know.
Gretchen and Mike, I don’t have to wish you the best — you already have it.