One of my best friends, Stephen, got married today. I attended the ceremony, along with the rest of the board, their spouses, and Clancy. Two other band members were there as well. Very nice wedding, but it was very obvious that his new inlaws are very pretentious. The wedding was at River Oaks Baptist Church and the reception was the Junior League of Houston. My other best friend, Leslie, and I ended up being our usual selves, cutting up and laughing the entire time - during both the wedding and the reception. I have never seen so many stuck up people in all my life. I hope to God that my wedding was not like that, and that if I ever do get married again (not looking like it right now) that it is not like that either.
I just felt so sorry for Stephen's mother, Joan. As soon as she saw me, she grabbed me, and would not let go. She did not look very happy at all during the ceremony either - just looked like she was attending a funeral for a very close family member.
Even though we laughed and cut up, we were mainly doing it because we realized that we were losing a very good friend. It will never be the same from here on out. I miss Stephen already, and he has only been married for a few hours. He's already at the airport, their flight leaves in an hour...I am so depressed, it's not even funny. I don't want to lose him, but then again, I need to support him through this. Both Leslie and I kept saying that this was the nicest funeral we ever attended. A part of us died today, watching Stephen walk down that aisle.
