A Reception

Tonight I went my friend’s wedding reception. As I stood there in line to sign their book, I watched across the room as they radiated light. I watched them; they clearly loved each other as the chatted with their guests passing though the lines. I sat there just struck by a jealously- during this I saw him reach over to feel for her hand. Her white puffy dress had her hands lost in the fabric- but somehow, they found each other. They held hands tightly- an unspoken little symbol of love. My heart ached a little at the sight; it broke a little when I realized my hands were empty. Yes, I was holding my keys and a gift- but where was my happily ever after? At some point in life, we all get to stand there and wonder. I will have a joy for at least four more times in the next coming weeks. I always thought by this point- I would have a hand and a ring. But in any case, I send my warm thoughts and heartfelt condolences to those aching single hearts. I know nothing takes the pain, but maybe for a instance, your heart will feel the warmth of my love. One day I will be married- one day I will stand there in a white dress among friends and family- there will be a glow around him and me. That is day I dream of, that is the day I think I will be the most complete. Yes, that is not the end of the book- there are many more chapters to write; but I want a hand, a man, and a love for eternity. (Its not far, but its always a few inches out of reach)