As I write this blog post, I think back to exactly a week ago. We were gathered at the church for the "rehearsal", lining up just so, and taking direction from the pastors and wedding coordinator. Once the "rehearsing" finished we headed to the Back Forty for a casual BBQ feast with the wedding party and out-of-town family and friends.
Can it be a week ago already? Seems like it was just yesterday that I picked up the microphone to welcome all of our guests to the event, acknowledging the distances traveled by so many, and all the states of the USA represented. We were blessed to have so many extended family and friends make the trip to California to celebrate the wedding of two very dear young people.
But yet, has it only been a week? Seems like so much has happened since that perfectly cloudless evening of 60 degrees when we toasted the bride and groom with Coronas and pushed back smoked ribs, brisket, and chicken prepared Texas style in a party room above the main restaurant. The following day, the Wedding Day was jammed packed with activities from early morning to late at night and the following days and nights full with leave taking, goodbyes, and phasing back into "real life".
It's curious how the perception of time is challenged by major events (like a wedding weekend). A week may seem to pass in the blink of an eye on the one hand and on the other, be so immensely consuming that the time expands making seven days feel more like several weeks. Right now, I'm feeling in a time warp, as if I'm still in wedding mode but yet plunged back into daily life and far removed from the festivities of last weekend. Whatever can be said about all this, one thing I know for sure.....Once the celebrations begin, the events whiz by and before you know it, they're over.
But, the memories remain.