the sky fell

lovely lovely day today,what a wonderful start to the week!

managed to have my eyes pop open at the usual 7:30am, but i closed them as soon as they opened, and dived into black unconsciousness with the radio playing throughout the night and the rain right outside of my window.

yes, i am content.


i had attended a wedding on sunday as a photog - i thought i was going to die seeing all of them so happy and in love - but no. i was happy for them. the groom was, to use another's words, 'dashing' and the bride, 'beautiful'.

and they are! the happiness, the things the groom has to go through to get to the bride, the 'brothers' who helped him and the 'sisters' who helped made things tough to get to the lady.

i wondered briefly, then, if i would be a bride one day.

i also wondered if there would be a man who'd be willing to go through all of that for me, on the morning of my wedding day.


later that sunday evening, the bride was lovely in her silver finery, the groom was handsome in his black suit. people were so happy to be there, and i was happy for them.

sure, i spent five minutes crying in privacy on the toilet seat, but who am i, when the world was theirs that day? i simply was honoured to be there with them, documenting their big day that day.



maybe i'll be there someday, with someone i love, whose smile i know will make everything better, as it did.