Blom and Kelmo

It's weird. On Saturday, Blom and Kelly got married. I know people get married all the time and I've been to enough weddings over the last few years. Siblings, acquaitances, and good friends. But nothing like this wedding. Blom has been one of my best guy friends since freshman year at Taylor when we were on the same floor together. It's because of him that I ever heard of Royal Servants (and therefore, Nepal) and it's largely because of him that I decided I actually did want to be a Christian. Basically, he did his job in making Christ appealing. So over the years we've gone with Drew to New York City and Colorado, have been accountability partners, have talked over engagement stories and wedding plans, have played countless tennis games (I usually kick his butt), and have really just had a pretty fantastic friendship.

The thing that was unique about this wedding, however, was that I'm close to both Blom and Kelly. Ever since their relationship started, I would talk to Kelly on the phone, we'd e-mail or chat online, and she and I have a really great friendship by itself. We've laughed and cried together and the four of us have been on some great double-dates (get ready for the hookah bar this summer baby!).

So they got married. I think it's easier since Joy and I are getting married in six months. We'll still have stuff in common and can still have some great double-dates. But it's still kinda weird, and after the wedding and during the drive home yesterday, I was pretty gloomy. I know it's a celebration and all that, and it really is something I think is pretty dang wonderful, especially for them, but there's still a sense of sadness. I guess I kinda feel like I'm losing two really great friends. On one sense, I know that's not true, but in another sense, maybe it is. The friendships as they were have ceased to exist. Everything will be different when I see them again. Like I said, it makes it easier that I'll be married in six months along with them, but still, for now, I'm both happy and melancholy.

Now they're off on their honeymoon, doing what honeymooners do. I am sure they're laughing and talking and having a grand ole time. Maybe they're talking about their big day, or their home when they get back, or their dreams that they share for their lives together. I hope they do all of those things. I also hope they take a moment and think about all those people who still want to be a part of their lives. I know I'm one of them.