I witnessed true love in its purest form today. I'm not sure if I can even find the right words to describe the depth of emotion I saw exchanged and felt myself. I've never been to a wedding where such love was so crystal clear. The emotion of it all overpowered me, inspired me and cleansed me.
Both groom and bride became so overwhelmed with emotion when reading the personal vows they had prepared that they literally were choked up. Several times, the groom, a very large man with even larger, football-player hands, very softly, sweetly wiped the tears off of his wife's cheeks. It wasn't cheesy or dramatic. It was absolutely beautiful, and moved every person in attendance- men and women- to tears.
Joyful tears. Tears of hope. Tears of belief in real love and all the goodness and reward in life such love facilitates. So glad I was a part of this amazing experience. Feeling it vicariously reminded me, gently, of how important it was for me to arduously and steadfastly foster this love in my own life, with those I treasure. What a truly blessed day.