Last Saturday I just attended one of my best friends' wedding along with several other close friends.
We laughed. We danced. We celebrated. And we shed tears, together.
And I think it proved something to me.
That is: for all the differences among us and all the forces that try to divide us, they will never exceed the power of love to unite us.
We live in a world that distrusts feelings.
Over and over, we are reminded that feelings are not as important as reason, that feelings are childish, irresponsible and dangerous.
We were taught to ignore them, control them or deny them.
We barely understand what they are, where they come from and how they seem to understand us better than we undertand ourselves.
But I know that feelings matter.
Sometimes they are little, like when I smell cinnamon toast I miss my grandma.
And sometimes they are huge.
Reason helps us survive.
But only by being completely honest with our feelings can we truly live.