Every time I get the honor to attend a wedding, tears flow as I witness the various forms of love on display. Weddings are such wonderful celebrations of love.
Yes, a celebration for the couple getting married.
And also, a celebration for all those attending who get to witness it and be reminded of their own aspirations of love – romantic, familial and all sorts inbetween.
This can be triggering if aspirations of love don’t match reality or if the love being celebrated is not one that the observer agrees with. That is a reality for some and maybe I’ll address them in a different post.
Valentine’s Day celebrates love but that Hallmark version of love does not compare to the love being celebrated at a wedding – whatever form the event takes – because stripping aside the fancy clothing, flowers and cake, you’ve got commitment. (Note: I acknowledge declarations of commitment can be declared in any space or setting but weddings are the traditional ceremony to do juhst that.)
Commitment is no joke, and it takes many forms. Commitment to your partner, of course, commitment to and commitment to yourself.
At a recent wedding, the couple asked their guests to write down marriage advice. I wrote something to the effect of – “Remember to grow as individuals, respect that growth and also grow together.”
A daily practice challenges the person who creates on “inspiration.” We have to mother everyday, and ultimately, it is the daily grind that gives us perspective, clarity and the “high’s” of motherhood. I am exploring if the same happens when I write everyday on the topics that normally light me up – motherhood, self-development, healing and creating. Sign up here to receive those thought nuggets in your inbox on the daily.