I was on the phone with a female friend from Virginia the other day. She had a dilemma:
“I’m anxious, Joe–I don’t think I have anymore space for people in my bridal party.”
This seems like an acceptable anxiety for an engaged woman in her early 20s to have. With all of those close friends from high school and college, attempting to navigate the socio-political landscape of a wedding might be tricky. Who’s in the bridal party? who sits next to who? What awful relatives and semi-friends can you “accidentally” forget to invite?
But this friend of mine is not engaged. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. She hasn’t been on a date in months (sorry girl). And she has NO PLANS to get married anytime soon – we’ve discussed this. But she did meet a guy that she’s really into about a week ago. Her next out-loud thought was to start planning the number of babies she wants to have with him.
I panicked and hung up the phone.
Perhaps this makes me immature. Should I feel more comfortable about discussing the plans surrounding my own matrimony now, even though it’s likely years and years down the road?
If that’s the case, then I guess I have one thing buckled down: my wedding song. Ideally, “Int’l Player’s Anthem” will be played when I walk down the aisle; if that’s not possible, it would also suffice as a first dance at the reception. Either way, I will exit the church not to the throwing of rice or flower petals, but to the rain of $20 bills.
I totally copped this song from my oldest sister, who mentioned in passing that she wanted it played at her wedding. But it’s a fantastic idea, and I think I embellished it enough to make it my own. Maybe she’ll let me share the song, allowing me to play it on my special day as well. It sounds like the beginning of a beautiful family tradition…