She was an old friend from High School, and I had come back to
New York for her wedding. She had stayed
home while the rest of us had escaped to the four corners. The walk down the aisles, the wedding day
smiles, the flowers, the wedding dress, were perfect but something was off. He
was fun and nice to her but a bit controlling and self-righteous. I thought she could do better. She was the kindest, most honest person I knew. They
had history already, dark and light, but they were going for it that day.
At the reception I distracted the brides’ maids with stories
and adventures from the west and Europe, where I was headed the next day. I was searching but still hadn’t found what I
was looking for. My only job that day was
to turn on the music for their first dance, “Stay With Me” by Genisis. It’s a slow starter and they wondered if It was
‘on’ at first but then they began to dance tentatively. I’m not sure they heard all the words. We all systematically joined in dancing, fathers,
mothers, family and friends. By the time
I got to the bride we were swinging raucously and we slipped into some kind of Virgina
Reel with do-se-dos and Alabama twists, just like we used to do at the Bluegrass
at the Beach shows. As she flew away
from me in the afternoon light and then returned, I realized that she had the
bluest eyes I had ever seen. I had
noticed them before, for sure, but today they were bright and shining, full of
life and promise, potential and hope.
The moment was fleeting as she spun away from me to another guest beau,
but it stuck in my soul.
She tried dating but it was no use trying to reboot, so she
lives alone and watches life passing by, made for pair bonding and double
occupancy. She doesn’t mind being alone
as much as being lonely. I wonder what I
could have done, could have said, now and then.
‘Run’. ‘Come to Europe’. Just say ‘no’. But it was too late. Time had come and gone, and we both became who
we were destined to be. As we walked
down the boardwalk at Brighton Beach recently, the clouds parted and as the sun
and sea reflected, I briefly saw the glint of that most unbelievable blue in
her eyes that had faded slightly, but not extinguished. She is going to be all right.