We are now six days away from our move. Boxes, piles, tape and marking pens surround us. Books weigh more than they used to. I feel my standards for organization slipping.
I took time out yesterday to go to a wedding. For four hours I was bathed in optimism and goodwill. With the other guests, I listened to vows that drew married couples closer together to hold hands and remember. For a brief time, there was only tomorrow - no yesterday. Oh, this is a modern couple. They have been together for some time. But standing before friends and family, and dressed like the figures on the cake, they grinned and glowed with anticipation. The music was fine and some danced. The food was good. The toasts were short and thoughtful. Old friends rewove the threads of their lives. A summer evening out on the lawn with people all hoping for the good fortune this young couple seek.