1 comments My dad's second wedding was last night.  So bizarre.  It was even weirder due to the fact that it was at the same place my mom got remarried.  Same area, right in front of the creek.  Same weather, pretty much.  During both weddings I was freezing.  I don't understand why the two of them chose an outdoor wedding in October/November... but anyway.
It was interesting.  Kristi looked really pretty, most everyone cried, it was magical and wonderful and blah blah blah.  But I wonder if I'm a little jaded.  They exchanged their vows and most of them talked about how they'd be there for each other 'forever and ever'.  I just... had a hard time really believing that.  I thought about how my dad must have said that to my mom, and how it didn't come true.  It's just hard to imagine my dad being all committed.  And I wonder who he loved more... Most of his friends said he was 'happier than they had ever seen him'.  Friends who had known him all through his and my mom's marriage.  So who knows.  I'm probably being too pessimistic, and what does it matter now?  If I had a choice, I'd go back to my parents being married.  Unless it was at a point where they were both unhappy.  But I'm used to how things are now.  It's weird sometimes, like how Kristi is now 'Mrs. Duke'.  That's supposed to be my mom's name... But it's my life now.  There's no going back.  I do wish I knew someone else who was in my same situation- parents got divorced when they were older, had to go through all the drama and dating/remarrying.  I could never have imagined what this was like.  Just so weird and broken ahhhh.

Also I've felt terrible today and pretty much haven't gotten out of bed.  We were supposed to drive to College Station and clean out my storage unit today, but it was raining.  So the stuff would have gotten all wet.  So I just stared at the TV while clutching at my stomach.  I think the medicine is finally kicking in, so maybe I can be sort of productive now.  Or at least get my homework done.