Shit, where do I start? I have two pages of events from this weekend
written down for you already. So much happened in so little time.
But, you don't want a step by step, you want a tale. And, although
officially this weekend was about meeting Dana and attending her wedding to Dizzy, whom I had already met, for me
it was more about meeting Rosie. So that is the tale I will tell.
We had talked many times online and I must admit to having crushed
on her a bit. But, hearing her talk about her Kendall, is just
the most amazing thing. There are few people in this world so well suited
for each other, who make each other so happy. And, when you enter
their place you realize it isn't a house, it's a home. It is their home, filled with unexpected little surprises and
incongruities I never expected to see. It was a whole 'nother side of her
that had only been hinted at before, that couldn't really be conveyed with
words.
With a warm smile and soft touches she invited me into her life more
deeply that I had expected or hoped for. So often there is that space, the
gulf between newly met people. But she knew how important
touches are to me and called me over to her couch and let me snuggle in
her lap. Thank you void. You have no idea how much your snuggles meant
to me, or how badly I needed them.
Eventually we ventured off to Ann Arbor for rehearsal
and bachelor and bachelorette parties. After dinner we split and the girls
went to dance, and the boys to be danced upon. Rosie and I shook
our leather clad asses with miller while Dana and Melissa stayed with each other and a friend they met there. I did
manage to get a few dances with the bride that night. It was the most pieces
of closeness I got with my friend all weekend. But, that was to
be expected. I think I will never have a wedding like that. I want touches
and contact and hours upon hours being close to the people I care about,
the people we invite to share that moment with us.
That night void and I snuggled close and told each other of the people
we love. In the morning we laid together and let the conversations continue.
It is nice to have someone like that: a friend you can share those intimate
pieces of your life with as you hold each other close.
As the evening approached we found ourselves far from the wedding with
faulty directions. We dropped of the best man and the
usher and while she and infinite burn and I ran home to change out of
our far too casual clothes. When we finally made it back the wedding was
over and the reception was well under way. I'm so sorry Dana. I feel like
shit about that. I wanted to be there so badly for you and I feel like I
let you down.
We danced, and we ate, and we drank. We met zot-fot-pig, theFez,
clampe, the guilded frame, clear wing, and nieken (some friday and
some saturday). We smiled, we hugged, we talked, and encountered. We partied,
and we all celebrated Anthony and Dana.
Afterwards we rescued zot-fot-piq and his roomie (two sweet but amazingly
stubborn boys) when their alternator belt died, then headed set off for
home. Each speaking hardly a word upon arrival we moved through the rooms
and found places to sleep.
Sunday went so fast. This weekend is all but over as the monkey and I
make our way back to Boston. I miss you already Void, and I wonder what
the universe had in mind placing all the women
I am closest to hundreds, or
thousands, of miles beyond my grasp.