Welcome to weekend update! I'm "CG"...and you're not!

I wonder if anyone remembers where that paraphrase comes from!

Gosh, I’m glad it’s Monday! Maybe I can rest up from my busy weekend by giving tests today! HA! It’s funny how that goes sometimes, isn’t it?

One would think that putting the house back together after Christmas would be an easy and sort of painless task! That notion, at least in my home, is totally incorrect. It’s a long, arduous task that takes an entire afternoon—so you can just imagine how many Christmas decorations we have. But hey, working together with my fiancée is always a highlight, and we got our task done in record time.

Bridal shows are quite interesting events. Granted, they’re simply trade shows geared toward engaged couples, but now that I’ve attended one, I can honestly say they’re fun. The caveat is that these events tend to be slightly edgier than the average trade show. Brides, even by my fiancée’s standards, can have a bit of the narcissist in them, that’s for sure. I noticed more pushing, shoving and even some posturing (brides looking over other brides) yesterday. All in all, a very positive day for people watching…and eating! But we met several vendors that were exceptionally pleasing to us, getting a few things out of the way very quickly. Man, we’re on track for a fabulous wedding day! If only you could see the limousine company we picked!

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence. –Joseph Roux

Even with the joy of planning our wedding, real life has to rear its ugly head at times. And over the weekend, my beautiful bride and I had to confront real life with the unfortunate happenstance of losing a friend. However, we know that many changes in our lives represent loss, whether as small as the cherished memory or as large as a destroyed family home, a thwarted dream of success, or the death of a person we’ve deeply loved. In every loss we long for a touch of healing and hope. In this case, we hope not for the healing of reconciliation but for the curative of closure and the distance of time.

This event was sudden, shocking and deeply hurtful to us, but we have resolved to refuse to let it ruin our happiness. Getting on with life is important. Why seclude ourselves and endlessly review what was done and what was said? We press on, with the knowledge that this too shall pass…eventually.