Walk the aisle

I went for my friend’s wedding ceremony the other day. I stood there sweating in my saree in that beautiful church that I had grown up in and watched as one of my good friends walked down the aisle, dressed in her best and was given away to the man to whom she was to spend the rest of her life with.

And I cried out of pure joy for her. Truly, the joy in that church on that day was palpable and overwhelming.

So, though she may never read this, congratulations Sharon.
May God bless the both of you with many beautiful and fruitful years together.