Versailles + Russia

Only in Ohio would there be neighboring cities called Versailles, pronounced 'Versails' and Russia, pronounced 'Rooshie'. There is something distinctly American about these small cities that are surrounded by corn fields with old fashioned values and large families. I often feel as though I am on a movie set as soon as I enter one of these farming communities, and since I occasionally wish that my life was a musical, I patiently wait for people to break out in song and dance on these beautiful streets.

My friend Mark was getting married I was impressed that he invited me and Stefan, considering it's easy for people to assume we won't be able to make it, or that we have enough going on that being invited wouldn't mean that much to us. I was so happy to surprise Mark and see him moments before he walked down the aisle on his big day. He was definitely not expecting me to be there.

His wedding was a community style, which I appreciated - RSVPs weren't necessary (which helped me surprise him, although it seems every guest was then a surprise) and dinner reminded me of Thanksgiving. Russia has simple ways that are always centered around family, friends, and fun.

I'm always a bit envious that communities like this - the people all know each other and it reminds me of enjoying what life is really about - enjoying the day. I admire Mark's new wife, Savannah, for not getting caught up in the mundane wedding details that always cost more than the memories they give and for dancing her night away. It was so nice to be a part of their celebration.

Everyone had a great time. One of the highlights that made the wedding special to me was that they had square dancing. I'm not talking about the entire reception long, but several songs to tie in some of their local country flair. While many guests participated, I have to stay Mark and his siblings really showed everyone up. I forgot how entertaining square dancing can be. The last time I did anything like square dancing I was in fourth grade at school with my Dad and I was mortified. Mark and Savannah made it unique and sweet while doing a rendition of 'The Farmer's Daughter'.

It was so nice to see many of my friends from college and to strangely be brought back to all of the memories that we share. I fondly remember going to camp outs, corn mazes, and parties with Mark in Russia. It all made me wonder where the time has gone. I've missed his witty sense of humor. An example of that would be that Savannah is studying veterinary medicine, and during the garter toss being the comedian that he is, Mark suited up with cow birthing gloves.

Being at the wedding made me homesick to some extent. It's nice to feel included in things and to spend time with great friends celebrating together. Savannah is a lucky lady - she's not only married to a fantastic guy, but she will now be a part of a cute little community of the kindest people that always makes me smile.