The Good

So I went to a wedding this weekend.

Weddings are fun. Families coalesce in celebration of the bride and groom starting their lovely life together. People dance, talk, laugh, and drink (all in excess) in joy of the occassion. 

But, for me, this wedding wasn't just a symbol of "eternal love" and all of that fun stuff. It was something else.

My cousin got married on perhaps the most beautiful place imaginable, Lake George, on one of the more beautiful days imaginable. Don't believe me? Maybe you will now:

Here is the view from which Sara Pfau and Worth Russell exchanged their vows. See what I mean by perfection? Sure, it wasn't a wedding of ultimate grandeur, with thousands of people. But the important people were there. It was at the location that meant the most to them. That's what mattered.  It was perfect for them. 

Perfection, of course, is relative. Frankly, some people believe perfection is impossible.  I just don't buy that. When you see two people vow to dedicate themselves to each other forever, till death do them part, with the sublime setting of a lake behind you on the sunniest of days, with family and close friends around laughing and smiling, not everything in life is awful and stressful. There are those bright spots that trump everything else.

Like Danny Vinyard says in American History X, "Life is too short to be pissed off all the time."

When you have unique moments like these, how can you be pissed off?