Saturday evening, I
officiated Erica and Jonathan’s wedding ceremony at the Dallas Arboretum (Crape
Myrtle Allee), in Dallas , Texas
They say first impressions
are pivotal. Erica says about the first time she met Jon, “I honestly do not
know whether I met Jon at that first party or on one of the subsequent
get-togethers.” Well, maybe first impressions aren’t all they are cracked up to
be...
Seriously, though, for most
of high school and college, this bride and groom were just friends. What really
counts as a first impression as individuals came much later, with a twelve hour
road trip to Emory
University Dallas
to Atlanta
Jon, in turn, says, “I can’t
remember any particular topic or discussion, but I can distinctly remember how
comfortable it felt. I couldn’t believe that there wasn’t a break in the
conversation for twelve hours.”
This time the impression
stuck. Listen to what Jon says retrospectively: “Now, it feels as if we have
always been together. It is nearly
impossible to imagine my life without Erica. That doesn’t just mean imagining a
future without her but also the time before we were together.” Erica, it seems
like you have disrupted the time continuum for this guy. Good job!
This type of paradoxical
affect is mutual. Erica says, “Jon challenges me and encourages me. He makes me
want to be better, even while making me feel like I am already enough... He’s
equally willing and able to be completely silly or to have an intellectual
debate... He defies my expectations and surprises me constantly.”
What Erica and Jon show us
is that there are first impressions and there are first impressions. Sometimes,
your soulmate is hiding in plain sight, just waiting for you to discover them,
perhaps on a twelve-hour drive to Atlanta
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