Oh What a Tangled Web We Weave

So this week was full of joy and wonder. 

Joy at the beautiful wedding of two very near and dear people to my heart. Wonder that I would end up in the very small town group dynamic again. Even my husband, who is from a small town himself, told me I did not warn him we were going into that far into the sticks. And do not get me wrong, I love Mena, AR. To give you an idea, it is the kind of place that the population sign probably isn't accurate because the town is getting smaller and smaller. The kind of place where you are shown the most kindness you could ever find anywhere because it does not even occur to people to be rude. I love it there but am probably too accustomed to being in bigger cities to settle in a place like it.

The tangled web came into play with the actual group of people involved. My relationship with the bride and groom. I met both through my old college boyfriend, actually my ex-fiance. You know, because in Arkansas it is perfectly natural for 19 year olds to think they will get married. Because in a lot of cases they do! When our relationship went south, I maintained very strong relationships with both his friend and then later on his little sister as well. In addition, this ex introduced me to the next boyfriend, let's call him the rebel. The rebel and the guy who got married are friends and have been living together. Then, the guy getting married has been very close with my husband. Got all of that yet? My husband ended up standing in as a groomsman in this wedding. I ended up standing in as the bride in the rehearsal. So, let's recap. The day before my dear friend's wedding, I walked down the aisle on the arm of a man who in another life would have been my father-in-law, toward my friend getting married standing next to all of the men with whom I have had a relationship in my adult life. You know, the day before they were all to be in matching tuxes. 

I have to give absolutely everyone credit, it went very smoothly and everyone made a point to honor the bride and groom and just ignore the awkwardness that could have ensued. I know my husband and I had a great time seeing everyone and being part of the festivities. The wedding was just beautiful, not that I would expect anything less from the people that put it together. Mission accomplished. 

When we started out for this trip, it did not occur to me that I would feel so different. Different, you say? Yes, different. These are people I have known for almost ten years, and not all of them have been around me in recent ones. There was a point at which someone actually told me that had to ask, "What's different about Megan?". Then they realized, I am not the quiet book-reading freshman in college. That Megan was just dying to come out of her shell! One of my kindred friends was there too who is in a similar phase to me and we just smiled, drank wine and reminisced. All in all, a great trip.

The Dance of Connection

For the love of dance. Dance has been an on again and off again part of my life. Here lately, it has been time to reestablish it's presence. My last stint was documented here. Recently, I have reconnected with my previous dance instructor in addition to signing up for dance lessons downtown.

With so much crammed into everyday, who has time for anything? I swear there is just not enough energy in the day to do everything. I've decided that I'm going to prioritize some time and exercise for myself. We shall see how it goes!

I so enjoyed the pleasure of reconnecting with my favorite dance instructor in the whole big wide world and the planet. I was just so thrilled to hear her voice! She has moved across the country and we have been playing letter/email/phone tag for probably about a year. Since our move to South Carolina a few years back, there have been several dear people that I have been terrible at keeping touch with, especially until now this year. It was so refreshing to talk to someone who has known me for so long. She is such a beautiful person who is one of the most sincere people I have ever met. I am lucky to know her.

As a side note, once while taking one of her classes, this book was recommended to me by a fellow student. This author has written several "Dance of" books exploring various relationships. If the suggestion were not from someone in the "safe space" of the class, I might have blown it off. Thankfully, I didn't and I picked up a copy.

Ride the Wave

So the past several weeks, I have been out surfing with my kindred friend from Arkansas. When I say surfing, I actually mean that she and I have been riding this incredible emotionally kinetic wave of events in our lives together. And this is not the first time. Shall I explain?

Since our friendship began many moons ago, we have noticed that she and I get oddly and utterly in sync with the major events in our lives at just about every main turning point. And I mean this in a "should have been a Twilight Zone episode" kind of way it has been so eery!

The most recent instance I think surpasses our previous record of how long we could stay so in sync at one time.

At first, it was great. One thing we have noticed is that usually either the wave turns out extremely amazing and positive, and others it positively crashes. This time, there was both. I was looking for improved performance at work, so was she. We started getting positive feedback in that arena within a few days of each other. Then, the wave turned. I was having turmoil with family, so was she. Then a little turmoil with family for both of us has transformed into epic conflict. It is only now that I feel we have ridden this particular wave and can go on with our usual non-dramalicious lives.

Happiness and misery both love company, and I could not ask for better surfing company. (Of course hubby is included in that company by default.)