A Great Time Had by All

The big happy news of the week/weekend for many across the globe: the Royal Wedding.  Though not one for pomp and pageantry, I must confess that I really wanted to watch this ceremony—from start to finish.  And this, I can happily state, I indeedy-do did.

I arose at 2:00 a.m. and hastened to the gym to complete the usual gym workout, rushed home (donuts and coffees in hand, er, car), and was in front of the TV for 5:00.  Nailed it.  With time to spare.

The entire event was a pleasure to watch.  Meghan Markle, now Duchess of Sussex, looked stunning, happy and radiant.  Prince Harry, poor fellow, appeared nervous and overly serious.  The church service was amazing and very uplifting, with the highlight for me being the sermon.  Delivered by American preacher Michael Bruce Curry, it proved stirring and thought-provoking.  

I’m still thinking, reliving yesterday.  The well for yours truly had been dry for a while now, but the wedding replenished it with hope and faith.  Dreams and fairy tales can come true.  Of course I’ll never marry Prince Charming or share so much money I could literally burn it, but I once again believe that good [miraculous] things can and do happen.  It’s all about waiting (also known as being patient) and maintaining conviction (embracing belief and trust in an entity greater than ourselves).  Amen.