My Best Friend's Wedding

Yesterday was my best friend's wedding.

I don't feel anything but pure happiness for him, now that he's on his way to a new and blissful life.

From the time he told me he was gonna marry, until preparations, until rehearsals, I cannot help but feel a little left out. Everyone's getting married. Everyone's moving in some direction. I feel like when you turn 30 and up, you have to somehow have come full circle. Complete and content. And I really don't think I am anywhere near there.

Now, that is just such a thunder stealer on my part.

The real story here is how my best friend rose up from all the many things, hard and easy, he went through and is able to shape his life that will really make him happy. And that is marrying the love of his life, Kaye and starting a family with her. I know the guy so well that this event, I'm sure, is an overwhelming feeling of ecstasy. That at last, he is in a good, good place.

The wedding was, compared to others I've attended, was simple. Simple yet solemn. The cheers, the support and the love from everyone present was overflowing. You can really feel it. As Kaye was approaching the altar, I saw him tearing up. I could understand that. I was about to myself, thanks to the summer heat, I had to take out my handkerchief to wipe my sweat from my forehead then down to my eyes so that it won't be as obvious.

As the best man, I gave a speech that day. While I tried to roast him in the beginning, I mostly gave people a picture of who AR was outside the family, outside his immediate world. What's important to him and what's special about him. This way, other people would come to know how great a person he is and therefore, a great husband he will be to his wife.

As he was walking down the aisle, then me walking towards him, we just gave a look at each other and that says a lot of things.

Bottomline, appreciation, gratitude and most of all, happiness.

Isn't that what we all aspire for? Isn't that the whole point of this event? Isn't that what he's supposed to feel? Isn't it the end purpose? Is it the point that life is trying to make?

Yes, yes, yes and yes. That is the point of life.

To AR and Kaye, congratulations.

To all of us left, let's keep on looking for that answer to life's perpetual question:

What is the point of all this?

Fortunately, AR found it.