missteacher

Yesterday was a special day. One of my friends got married. The first one. The first wedding I was invited to not as the daughter of Mr and Mrs X but as "me"!!!
I guess it was the first wedding of a long list to come.

It was all the more special that it was a bilingual wedding. French-American. What a nice association ! The groom was lovely (as well as his American friends!). I particularly like bilingual weddings. They are symbols of tolerance and unconditional love. They are the proof that we're living in a world without (almost) no borders. They are the proof that one can go beyond one's prejudices to discover the truth inside each of us.

I hope to be part of this symbol one day. Because weddings are not only made to party and feel good about yourself. They are also made to build up memories of love and bonding, memories to be remembered for generations, symbols to be looked at with deep respect and understanding.