I was thinking back this morning to the wedding I attended earlier this month. It was one of the more memorable ones I’ve been to. Not for anything wild or crazy or particularly different – although the couple definitely made it a happy one all their own. This one stood out more for the welcome I felt I received from my boyfriend’s family, most of whom I had never met before and felt uncertain as to how they’d receive me.
But happily, I think all went as well it could.
I had a wonderful time, really. I met a fellow writer on her way to getting her books published, and we spent a lot of time sharing experiences and our thoughts on writing. Then there was the cousin who lived much further north than me, who I connected with around our mutual love of animals and rural life. People welcomed me to the fold, and I felt, in turn, something in me that had been hard and fearful, finally soften.
I found unexpected kindness everywhere, and chose this morning to look back on it and remember those small graces and be thankful.
I've never really liked labels: I am this, I am that... But in the interest of introducing myself to the world, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, real-estate aficionado, movie buff, sometime yogi, and aspiring world-traveler. I think that's a pretty good list... for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.