I woke up in the middle of the night on Saturday in a strange hotel room. The air conditioning was humming along, and we were on the 27th floor. All felt quiet.
But my mind couldn't stop spinning around all the wonderful moments the day had held. Hugging dear old friends. Watching a lovely-in-every-way couple marry each other in a gorgeous garden. Listening to them say their vows, nearly all the guests were moved to tears. Happiness bubbled up all around.
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Weddings, at there very best, show us that it is worth it. Not marriage exactly, but love, in all the different forms it can take. It is worth it to make promises and work incredibly hard to keep them. To push through when things get tough. To nurture all the different kinds of relationships we're so lucky to have and the many layers they each contain.
Because sometimes, on a sunny Spring afternoon outside of Philadelphia, you will get the opportunity to celebrate it all. Everyone will smile and cry and hug and dance. It is worth it, a million times over, to say yes and agree that you will go deeper and open your heart wider. It is worth it.