Love Is All You Need
I had seen the 1999 film “Runaway Bride” starring Richard Gere and Julia Roberts with some girlfriends of mine, but I never thought I would experience it firsthand.
The year was 2003 and my good friend Sheila looked stunning in her Oscar De La Renta gown that she paid an inordinate amount of cash for. She was marrying a 39-year-old handsome Christian doctor in a beautiful cathedral.
He was the father of two, she, the mother of one. They got along so well and had similar backgrounds. The two laughed a lot and looked to have the perfect relationship leading up the fairytale wedding.
It was like something out of a marvelous storybook.
As I stood behind Sheila and looked over her shoulder in the floor-length mirror, I wiped away tears before they could wet my sapphire taffeta bridesmaid halter gown.
“You are beautiful,” my voice cracked. I gazed at Sheila’s lovely high bun, flawless make-up, and sparkling 3-carat diamond on her ring finger. She looked like she belonged on the cover of a bridal magazine.
When she went into the “ugly cry,” I thought Sheila, like me, was just swept up in the emotion of the moment. But then, when my running mate since grade school uttered the words, “I can’t do this,” I knew something deeper was wrong.
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