Skip to main content

The Unity Road Writings: On The Other Side

41 Days to go.
 
As the invitations come in, and yay’s and no’s each get their own individual reaction from my tag team partner and I, the reality of 9.24 becomes clearer and clearer. It’s almost like wiping the fog off of a mirror, with the vision and expectation for 9.24 now becoming clear. And as we begin to scratch those from the list of 162 who aren’t coming, and even double scratch with an eye-roll on those who aren’t coming for crazy reasons (you know who you are!), a lot of the planning is now entering into the minor logistical phase. Who is walking down the aisle where? What songs does the organist play? What is the format order of the reception? What will my theme song be? Just kidding on the last one. Well, sort of…
 
Yet, the hard stuff is out of the way, and the minor, some would say, fun, things are now on tap.
 
This past weekend, my tag partner and I had the opportunity to attend my cousin’s wedding, held in Long Island, NY. A beautiful wedding indeed, and one that we would have had our antennas down for in another time in our life, yet, we sat there like two Major League scouts watching a potential draft pick. We discussed every nook and cranny, every format, and every decision they made for their special day. We made mental notes on everything! And we did so not in a critical way, but in a “hey, what about this?” sort of way.

 Picking up ideas, deciding what works best for us, and what we should stay away from.
 
After all, with 41 days to go, and September coming up, this was our last time on the other side.
 
And after what was (once again) a beautiful wedding with great music, even better food, and good people, 9.24 felt just a bit more real and a bit more clearer, as everyone (including my cousin, the bride) told us that we’re next, and wishing us an even better day (which was a very classy move) on our wedding day.
 
We’re now on the home stretch. No more huge planning. No more scouting.
 
It’s time to fine tune the details. Shape the vision into a reality. And time to officially set the card for 9.24 (Yes, one more wrestling analogy).
 
In 41 days, we’ll be on the other side of wedding planning.
 
I can’t wait.
Labels:

Recently Read

Quick Ponder: Future Self

We always think,  what would we say  to our  younger self? However,  what would  our younger self say  if they met us, today?
Read more

Turning 40 - Grateful and Renewed

I became a forty-year-old individual yesterday.  The milestone is very significant for many and has its societal measures and benchmarks that carry some fear for those approaching its gates. Regardless of approach, turning 40 is filled with reflection, pondering (of course), and preparation for what should be a "new" stage of life. A life stage centered around "transitioning" into a stage seen as the "pre-senior" years.  Sure. Whatever.  I won't disagree that the new "4" digit that sits in front of your age feels encompassing even without understanding completely. Yet, as I stated last year when I turned 39 (going into my 40th year on this earth), I was ready for it. Ready for 40. Today, oddly enough, I am not filled with profound life lessons, ponderings, or reflections.  I sit here, punching the keys, filled with gratitude. I am 40, and I love it.   I carry my baggage of life and bear scars from it at 40. I am grateful for so many experien...
Read more

Knicks Trauma - Ugh Not Again

Well, that was a kick in the stomach.  Coming off a week where the word "catharsis" was used as the description for the euphoria and release of joy from two and a half decades of suffering, Game 1 of the Eastern Conference Finals against the Indiana Pacers brought about another word - trauma.  Watching the Knicks collapse was the kind of moments that come with these deep runs and moments. NBA Playoff basketball will do that. Yet, this loss - this one - feels about as bad as the 2004 ALCS when the Yankees collapsed in the series to the Boston Red Sox.  That one carries some serious trauma. Luckily, the series isn't over.  Some other quick thoughts from this awful, awful night, New York Knicks Basketball.  - Not to conjure up hyperbole, or even contribute to "hot take" sports reaction culture - but this might have been the worst loss in Knicks franchise history. I cannot think of another in my lifetime, or historically.  - Tyrese Haliburton's "choke"...
Read more