I went to a wedding shower on Sunday. Yes, during this grim winter of ice and layoffs and angst, there is joy: a friend is getting married.
This was not the silly shower of a giggling 20-something (though it is the bride's first marriage, and the groom's). This was a gathering of grown women--warm, wise, funny women, and a bride straight out of Jane Austen: She has been deeply interested in her friends' love lives, she has been a bridesmaid many times over, she has dated her share of Mr. Collinses (as she said, to great laughter). And now it is her turn.
She is beyond happy, and her happiness spilled out and was a gift to all of us.
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