What is it about marriage? Hmm? The wedding, the dress, the flowers, the music. The tunnel-vision that suddenly overtakes you when you walk down the isle. If I were a part of a completely different culture, would I still be this giddy when thinking about the ceremony?
Back in Texas, I almost never watched television. Well, at least when I began my college career. I watched plenty of television (too much, actually) growing up, but when I got to Lamar I just decided that I didn't want to have to fight the temptation of losing brain cells in front of the tube. So, for four years, I didn't watch much t.v., save the random visits to someone's place where one was located. Aside: I highly encourage you to try life without t.v. for, mmm, one week. See how much your life improves when you do!
But, here in AU, I have a television. Well, the D'Alessandri's do. Now, I'm still not really interested in most of the programs that are on, but I am, sad to say, quite loving discovering every detail of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore from the show Gilmore Girls. I've officially finished the first season (except for disc 2, since it is sadly missing), and began the second. Lorelai accepted the proposal from Max, Rory's teacher. However, Lorelai obviously loves Luke, who owns the coffee shop in town. Now, Luke totally hasn't divulged his secret affections for Lorelai, but I just KNOW he will. Perhaps in the next disk. :)
Now, why do I bring this up? Because it makes me giddy. Relationships. Thinking about getting married. Now, there's the whole "reality" thing... you know, love is a choice, it's hard work, there are bills to be paid, yada yada yada... But I'm 22. And I love "love". Please let me clarify that under no circumstances are the characters of Gilmore Girls even remotely wise or discerning about what real love is all about. I do not live my life expecting nor wanting it to be anything remotely similar to the director's sad idea of romance. It's all the frilly stuff of the show (man pursues girl, girl loves man, man and girl live happily ever after) that makes me feel fluffy inside! And a girl can't help thinking about marriage and then "inadvertently" catch a glimpse of herself in a mirror as she walks to her room. And, like a five year-old, she can't help but to look at her reflection and imagine the white veil (or dainty hair accessories, depending). And the perfect makeup. And the most fantastic hair day EVER. And pearls. Beautiful pearls. Like any child, so innocent and playful, she imagines twirling in the big, soft, white gown, and being watched by the only pair of eyes that have ever been able to convey that she is truly the most beautiful creature ever to twirl in a glistening gown. Imperfections and all.
So, like I said, I love "love". *Sigh* And, for the moment, I will repose in this light-heartedness....
Okay, done. Nothing like a little daydreaming to make a girl feel better about, well, everything!
I shall leave you with some amazing lyrics by John Marc McMillan. It speaks of the returning of our Lord. Now, that will be the best wedding ever! I get to be a bride, TWICE!! :D
Ten Thousand
Ten thousand glimmering like coals in our chest
Ball bearings drawn to the magnetic breath
Of ten thousand weeping with wings on their tears
Amidst ten thousand voices for ten thousand years
For ten thousand graves yawning unlocked and unlatched
Now ten thousand holes with rocks on their backs
Ten thousand tombs gaping wide singing the praise
Of ten thousand bodies unlaced and unlaid
As the ten thousand highways unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing on Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings
World, I have overcome you
World, I have overcome you
World, I have overcome
By my song and the blood of a son
Ten thousand rivers
Run red like my veins
Where the bones of men hum
Like a rattling cage
For sinew to cling to
And wind to remain
In ten thousand lungs
For ten thousand days
Breathing like a choir
Of holes in the ground
Where the cynical have lain
Where the cynical go down
Save the gravity of time
Lets go of her drowned
Like ten thousand sparrows
Unlocked and unwound
As the ten thousand highways unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing on Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings
World, I have overcome you
World, I have overcome you
World, I have overcome
By my song and the blood of a son
*Josmery Ramirez is not, nor will she ever be, a real doctor with real health facts for any readers, friends, family members and/or living beings on this planet. The claims made above are purely for entertainment purposes of said blogger.
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