A Son Is A Son 'til He

Throw In The Intensity Of Emotions That Come With That Bittersweet Summer Sandwiched Between High School Graduation And The Rest Of Your Life.

When You Are In A Relationship, You Are Aware That It Might End. You Might Grow Apart, Find Someone Else, Simply Fall Out Of Love. But A Friendship Isn't A Zero-sum Game, And As Such, You Assume That It Will Last Forever, Especially An Old Friendship. You Take Its Permanence For Grandted, Whuch Might Be The Very Thing So Dear About It.

I Love Him Wholly And Unconditionally And Without Reservation. I Love Him Enough To Sacrifice A Friendship. I Love Him Enough To Accept My Own Happiness And Use It, In Turn, To Make Him Happy Back.

I Had Seen The Light, Come To Believe That A Wedding Should Be About A Feeling Between Two People, Not A Show For The Masses...it Was A Magical, Romantic Evening, And Although I Occasionally Wish I Had Worn A Slightly Fancier Dress, And That Nick And I Had Danced On Our Wedding Night, I Have No Real Regrets About The Way We Chose To Do Things.

Evident In Every Small Act Of Kindness, It Was Love As A Verb. Love That Made Me Feel More Complete Than I Had Ever Felt In My Glamorous, Jimmy Choo Filled Past.