When did we get so old, we stopped having sleepovers and calling boys? When did we get so old, we stopped going out on week nights?
When did we get so old, we stopped buying bottom shelf liquor?
When did we get so old, our friends started getting married and having babies?
I really don't know.
I swear it was just yesterday that we were on Spring Break in Cancun drinking Blue Lagoons until our tongues turned bright blue and we danced until the wee hours of the morning. I swear it was just yesterday we were painting our stomachs for every home football game, sitting in the front row (because of course, that's what only Seniors get to do--right?) I swear it was just yesterday we were sitting in Trimmer's room checking MySpace and singing along to all of our favorite songs.
It all went so fast, it all goes so fast. This weekend, my friend got married. My friend was a bride! And what a beautiful bride she was.
As vows were said, I found myself thinking of how fast time flies. It wasn't a blink of an eye ago that our biggest question to answer was what coordinated outfit we were wearing to a party, football game or dance. And now, I'm in a church of friends, and one of them is answering the question "Do you?"
The wedding was beautiful, her name was written all over it and the love that they share could be felt from the floor to the ceiling. As we moved on to the reception, dancing laughing and drinking with friends that I've known for-- what feels like my entire life-- I wanted to pause time.
We just keep getting older, making bigger and better decisions, and growing up. We just keep moving, and changing, and growing.
And then, as I stood in a dancing circle of my best friends, looking beautiful and handsome and so grown up. Successful and happy. Full of life and love. I thought to myself, what a beautiful thing it is. Is there anything more gratifying? Aren't we all just so blessed to get older, make big decisions, grow up, move, change, grow?
Congratulations to the new Mr. and Mrs. I wish you a life full of love, happiness and growth.