A few days ago, I attended my niece’s wedding. I watched the ceremony with my soon-to-be-ex-wife at my side. Memories of our own wedding flashed in my mind as vows were made and rings were exchanged. It was a struggle to keep my thoughts from straying to the unhappy times of our marriage. I guess past experience caused my perspective to become jaded. Sometimes I had the urge to yell, “Hold on! Have you really thought about this?” Will I ever feel completely comfortable at weddings – or will they always feel like funerals?
