The End of Life as We Know It

by - 10:07:00 AM

Last night I went to Jess's reception; she gets married today. She looked stunning. Seriously, stunning. Her dress looked like it was made for her, her veil was perfect, as was her headband that was so Jessica-like, she was glowing.
I was a little nervous to see how I would handle it (if you know me, you know that my emotions are as unpredictable to me as they are to everyone else; yes, it's a little frightening). I finally made it up to her in line (they had about 900,000 people show up), hugged her, and surprisingly remained somewhat calm. We chatted for a minute, then I realized I was holding up the line. I hugged her again, told her how happy I was for her, and that I expected a call as soon as they got back. Then, we said bye--that's when I started to choke back the tears.
When I got home, I stood in the entryway and pronounced that I was sad. My mom assured me from across the room that I didn't need to be sad, that this was a happy time. I stood there for a second, and repeated, "No, I'm really sad." Then I bawled (I'm telling you, my emotions are out of control). Mom got up and slowly crossed the room, unsure of what to do. After a hug from mom, phone calls from both Tanya and TC (my life savers), I was on the mend. I did call and leave a message on her phone (rather "Father of the Bride-like, I know).
I am well aware I'm not saying goodbye forever, I mean, they're living about as close to home as you can get, and I have no doubt I'll talk to her fairly often. But, I did say goodbye to my Jess. Come tomorrow, she's officially Derik's Jess.
And really, that's the way it should be. She's so happy being Derik's Jess.

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  1. Oh Alyssa, change is always so hard. It still is even for me, but it's really one of the only constants in life. That just doesn't make it any easier though, does it?