This past weekend was pretty great. My friends Doug and Meg got married on Saturday, and I got to be an usher in their wedding. I’ve known Doug for 10 years, and I’ve been close to he & Meg since they started dating, and it has been really clear from the start that they adore one another.
It whole endeavor was a blast, from start to finish. Most of Doug’s groomsmen were friends from college. I had heard stories that included them for years, so it was pretty fun to finally meet them. We played poker, held a roast for Doug, and just generally had a great time together. It was more meaningful than I had anticipated though.
A couple of years ago one of my best friends, Dave Chu, unexpectedly passed away. The sting of sudden loss has passed, but I still think of him regularly, recalling conversations that we had or things that we had done together. Dave was a key player in my spiritual development, he was instrumental in my decision to return to school, and was generally one of my closest friends. I still miss Dave.
What I had forgotten was that Dave and Doug had been room-mates together in college, along with several of the groomsmen in Doug’s wedding. At the bachelor’s party there were several pictures of Doug throughout his life, and we came across a couple that included Dave. Later that same night everyone started telling stories that were funny or demonstrated why we appreciate Doug, and once again Dave’s name came up.
The wedding and reception were just great. During the ceremony Justin (one of the groomsmen) played some hilarious practical jokes, and at the reception I ran into several old friends that I hadn’t seen in years. It was great to visit with friends that I don’t normally get to see.
The whole weekend was a blast. When it was all done, as I was lying in bed trying to drift off to sleep I mentally recalled some of the stories and images that included Dave. It was really great to have been reminded of him and to have gotten this glimpse of him in his earlier life. I’m glad that Doug & Meg fell in love, and I’m glad to have met some of Dave’s friends.
Life is good.