It's just that it was so much more evident to me at this wedding that everything is changing. That we're crossing this line I didn't see was there before. Into marriage, into our own roommate-less homes we'll share with a boy, into years that are farther away from college and closer to grown up land.
Don't get me wrong, the tears were all happy this weekend. I loved anxiously walking down the aisle and seeing her beaming groom at the other end. I loved sitting in the first pew and catching the bride's eye or looking over at our other roommate sitting next to me and just feeling so amazingly lost for words that I have been blessed to do life with them. I loved smiling for photos and smiling harder while her dad shared the sweetest toast. I loved dancing and staying in high heels from 12 in the afternoon to 12 in morning.