This weekend I went home to go to my friend Brooke's wedding. It is one of those rare events for me, partially because I haven't had a lot of friends getting married (till this year, it seems) but partially because I know both the bride and groom (and ironically knew Devon before Brooke joined my house.) I have to say, it was beautiful. Brooke and Devon, always the cutest and sweetest couple I've ever known (sorry to all other couples, but trust me, they are) looked fantastic, and it was almost sickening the love they have for each other. And being that Brooke is one of my sorority sisters, there were a whole bunch of Phis there. Which made the wedding all the more fun, since it was a mini reunion of the '01 Deltas. Some folks I ahven't seen since graduation were there, as were some old friends that are just too far away to see more frequently. We danced the night away, and had a fantastic time. It was wonderful, and I was sorry to see the night end. As much as I love my friends here in Boston, I miss that college connection I had with my girls. There is just something about college friends that you can't get anywhere else (or maybe that is just my experience, I dunno.) (note: boston folks, I love you lots and lots, you know that...)

On that note, Congrats Brooke and Devon, may you have many happy years to come, and never lose that gleeful love you have for each other.