Sunday, August 23, 2009

Remorse at a Wedding

Today was the marriage of Grant and Teresa, friends of my mother. They had a steam-punk wedding with a short ceremony and a Somalian band, and it was overall enjoyable, except...
It has been a week since I have seen my girlfriend. I had talked to her for the first time in a week just before posting this. I won't be able to see her until Tuesday. And today I really missed her. It was almost painful during the dance, watching so many couples dancing to celebrate the binding of two souls, while I had someone who was not there with me. I could not stop thinking "I wish she was here" during the entire dance.
Don't get me wrong, I was genuinely happy for the couple getting married. I think that to make such a commitment to another is one of the most beautiful things in the world, and to keep such a commitment among the most honorable. But today I just felt sad and alone, almost incomplete. I really do love my girlfriend (which is why I don't reveal her name. back, stalker, BACK!!!) and I often find myself wishing she was with me, but today that feeling was particularly intense.
I find that the people you love are part of what defines you, and to have that love returned is a powerful force in your life. Apparently my love was returned. When I called my girlfriend, she was mad that I hadn't called her. But before I could explain that the SCA event had no cell reception, she forgave me, and said she was happy now that I had decided to talk to her again. From there we talked of many things, from what had happened over the week to sharing classic insults from across history. We talked for over two and a half hours before we had to sleep. And now I am glad that out of all the people she could be with, she was with me. I know that she could do a lot better than me, and while I do try to be the best person for her I will never be entirely worthy, but I'm glad that we are together. And I hope it stays that way for a good long time.

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