Thursday, May 31, 2018

The Turn

I'm just that kind of person that lives in a dreamy state. Daily brain synapses always involve something pretty, dreamy, romantic, charming. As I age I grapple with the counter punch of cynicism and sadness the world hurls toward my cerebral poetry. Thank God I know how to sustain the dreamy tank by working with brides, the pretty dresses, and attending weddings to witness The Turn!

It is very common for brides to agonize if the groom would be pleased with the dress they choose. On occasion I've had the groom participate in the dress selection, but it is still very rare for a bride to bring him. The bride's gown is still traditionally not seen by the groom until her walk down the aisle or first look photos. I still prefer the walk viewing as this is the moment The Turn occurs.

Will he like me in this? Is this what he'd like to seen me wear? Will I look good for him? What if he doesn't like it? Will this make sense for him when we dance? Will he recognize me? Will we look good together in photos? Will he still want to marry me in this? The bride's mind swirls with these questions along with many more that don't involve "he".  I always reassure He will like her in anything she chooses, but until He gazes upon her and The Turn happens she can't be sure.

That moment when the bride first appears is it. It The Turn moment. Whether it's a five or five hundred guests, they turn and gasp upon her arrival. She sees their warm and supportive faces. I can't describe how my soul flies at the moment. When I see the bride's silhouette as she takes her first steps toward her groom my dreamy mind ignites tenfold! I then look at him. His gaze on her melts me into thousand beating hearts.

As the bride ascends, he continues his gaze sometimes teary eyed. The Turn becomes a fixed field of vision from all witnessing those precious minutes. My heart is full and fueled until the next bride makes her entrance and she commands The Turn once again.