This part of the trip where I find myself crying. My best friend marrying his wife in Bali in front of the waterfall. A very small wedding of 13-16 people can go due limited space. Wedding has been very repetitive and forced I feel like, very text book. No offense but I’m beginning to get bored of going to weddings. This non traditional wedding of Mikey and Maggie restored my faith in love once again. They didn’t go by the book, They did want they wanted to do to celebrate their love for each other. Without that goofy intro and dance moves as they announce you haha. And their vows, love, and dedication to each other touched my heart and made me cry (unexpectedly). It was beautiful, very touchy, very emotional, and very small with close friends and family. I loved it. Made me want to fall in love and have that same experience. Don’t trip, I ain’t a fool, I know this shit ain’t easy. I know it’s a lot of work. The type of work I usually just cut off if things goes bad. I’ve known Mikey forever, and Maggie for over a decade and seen their ups and down and they still pulled through and still in love. The lesson I learned is that if you find the right one, and love that person enough to work through it, forgiveness, acceptance, that’s what it takes to be with someone forever. Nothing good comes easy.