This weekend, Elliot & I will be traveling down south to my dear friend, Melanie's wedding. (Remember the dress story? Same wedding...) Melanie is one of the most incredible Jesus-followers you will ever meet and I could go on and on about her but I'll save it for the toasts.
Friday night, after the rehearsal supper, is the lingerie shower. I have not been to a lingerie shower since 2007. It's been really interesting to talk with my other friends about this approaching shower because we remember the excitement & giddiness that went along with this preparation for...the honeymoon and beyond. Seriously, we talked ourselves to death...asked advice from other newly-weds...planned and bought tiny ruffly outfits and giggled. It was fun.
I'm really excited for this shower. I think it will be so refreshing and I will so enjoy the girl-bonding and enthusiasm. I promise that I won't be a weirdo and talk about lactation or any of the concerns for another, later day but I will giggle and oh-la-la and so enjoy seeing my sweet friend blush and get embarassed, remembering that not 3 months ago I was stark naked in the hospital in front of prominent doctors, nurses, anesthesiologists, and maybe a marching band was in there too? (I love you, son!)
But seriously, folks. It's sweet to be around people about to get married- to be re-envisioned for marriage but with a little experience under your belt. It's sacred & holy & a beautiful blessing.