I just spent a lovely day at the wedding of my downstairs neighbour’s in Brussels, two lovely thirty-somethings from Germany.
The two clearest memories that remain with me today are 1) how normal and beautiful it all seemed, a wedding at the town hall with the Deputy Mayor presiding, two happy families, dozens of us on the steps for a group photo, and 2) the beaming mother of my neighbour. Mrs M just did not put those teeth away!
Then we all cheered as the late-arriving bride for the next wedding bounded up the stairs through the throng of gays – and to wide applause – into the arms of her waiting husband-to-be.
I just wish everyone could live in countries where this is a regular Saturday morning scene.
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