I was invited to T.'s wedding. I was shocked at being invited. I asked Stephen, Sarah and someone else to accompany me, figuring it would be okay to bring so many other guests with me. I brought fruit as an offering.
When we got there, I could see they were not going to start on time and everyone involved with the wedding was still running around getting things situated. I watched T. from afar. When she got up close, she was actually Sara F. from elementary school. She was wearing a short white silky dress. We both kind of sighed and then moved together to embrace. We held each other for a long time and I felt relief, sadness, resignation and a loss of grief. My friends stood by waiting for me and she and I hugged for several minutes. We let go and she had to run off to take care of her wedding.
I was in a room with a partition that would be used for the reception. The room was quite small and looked full already with about 7 people in it. One man was eating from a bowl and the bowl was decorated with multiple carvings of bulls. I was intrigued. There was also a plate of bright blue and green rosebuds, no stems, and I understood they were completely made of sugar.
