I recently attended my first friend wedding. To be specific I mean that I attended my first wedding in which a friend got married, NOT where my first friend got married. Felt like I had to make that clear.

I'm not sure I can accurately put the experience into words, but I'll try my best.

Although Joy was not my first friend in life, she was my first real friend in college. She was my roommate, which was a strange twist of fate, to begin with, because she was a sophomore when I was a freshman. My college experience would have been completely different without her steering me through certain obstacles. I can't and don't want to imagine my life without her.

Anyway, she got married recently to one of the last viable matches on the planet, in my opinion at least. The weather threw a wrench in their plan for an outdoor wedding, but it was still beautiful nonetheless. She looked absolutely stunning, and I had all the friend feels watching her walk down the aisle.

It was a whole new sensation going to a wedding solo. There were mostly positives out of the situation, but there was a negative or two.

Let's start with the positives. You feel overwhelmingly thrilled for your friend because they are about to start the best chapter of their lives. You are thrilled to be included in their special day. The pictures will never do justice for the smiling faces and tears of happiness surrounding you. You are reminded of what you want out of your life after watching someone you care to find it for themselves. Wanting to be loved unconditionally. Wanting someone to spend the good years as well as the bad years with.

The only downside to a 'friend wedding' is that you are unsure of who you will know until you actually get there. At a family wedding, you are confident in the fact that you will know a large percentage of the people in the room. But that is something that can be gotten over.