I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.
This has been my mantra the last few weeks. Wedding season is in full swing and they always seem to fall on every weekend that you would love to be doing something else.
And just to top off the stress factor, my family experienced incredible loss. My grandfather died June 26th and my grandmother July 5th.
"Failure to Thrive".
This was my grandmother's cause of death. It's a pretty incredible idea.
You hear of people 'dying of broken hearts', but I never thought it would hit this close to home.
I had a harder time with this loss than I imagined. Once person's words really stuck with me. Instead of saying sorry for my loss she said "what a love story!".
This is why I love my job.
Love.
I get to experience the 'can't live without each other love' at almost every wedding. :)
As far as I'm concerned, we need to change up the wedding vows; death does not part us. It brings us back together for eternity.
Cheers G&G. Love you for eternity.
My mug at work. Jk. Sort of.
