Reality Bites a ‘Villen by James A. Norton

Welcome to 2014 – please don’t be a douche.

To quote a Michael Buble song – “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life – for me.” Yeah, I know that I have
already gone over the changes that have happened in my life over the last year or two in these pages. Some are so important to me and have impacted me to such an extent that I will most likely mention them often. Deal with it. There are worse things you could be reading right now.

I haven’t written in the last couple of weeks because I was helping my wife Lynda prepare for our spectacular wedding two Sundays ago. You might have seen pictures of “The Norton Affair” in last week’s paper. It was an extraordinary event, just ask anyone who was there – or find a copy of the paper and check out the exquisite and personal details which made it such a special time.

It didn’t go off exactly as planned – like any important event, things went wrong, didn’t work as they should have and we had to adapt on the fly – but you would have never known. The vision for the wedding and everything associated with it was my wife’s – I was just happy to help when I could, stay out of the way when she needed me to, and most importantly – be there ready to say “I do.”

Well, I did – and it was, by far, the best day of my life.

I wish my kids could have been there. The days they were born were the two other “most important” days of my life. Sadly, neither could make it for one reason or another, but they were with us in spirit. Being an only child, it would have been nice to have my parents there – to see their son happier than he’s even been in his life – but they couldn’t make it either. Chalk that up to parental unit douchebaggery and leave it alone. It’s just not worth it, trust me.

So we had 36 people in attendance including the two of us and Lynda’s three kids – along with two of Lynda’s sisters and their daughters, and rounded out by only the closest of our friends – and there was nobody who didn’t know someone else there. That’s harder to pull off than you might think.

It was a great mix of family and friends who we consider family – and while the wedding didn’t subscribe to the trappings of old traditions, we had a short but sweet ceremony which was officiated by a very old friend of mine, we were introduced by a very close friend, the toast done by another close friend and everyone enjoyed themselves – there was even that one friend who was singing and dancing and having a little bit more of a good time than everyone else. You know the one.

So the day has come and gone, and the memories will last a lifetime. I am truly blessed to have married by best friend and soulmate – who just happens to be the love of my life. It took a while, but just shy of my 46th birthday, I finally found my happiness. I hope you do as well – and Happy New Year.

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