Tears & Tiaras - Diary Of A Bridezilla

For one night only I became a regular, standard woman.


No bridal magazines or Monica files, just a loving fiancé, a sleeping baby, lots to eat and Marley & Me.

I’m grateful for having my best friend with me watching this one, as the tears flowed and the choked sobs came heavily. When he came over at the end of the movie, and put his arms around me and gave me a kiss on the forehead, I knew that I would always be accepted. Even when I am watching a soppy film and sobbing uncontrollably like a little girl. Though as it happens, he was crying almost as much as I was, though quieter and more manly I should add, just to save him embarrassment.
 It all got me thinking, a little too much if I’m honest, why do we have pets? We know they’re going to die, so why do we put ourselves through it?

Do we have them because their popular and the latest must have fashion accessory? Do we have them because they’re cute and popular? Perhaps it’s to keep the family happy.

Or, perhaps, it’s the need to have a silent confidante by your side, day and night, when everyone else is asleep and your awake worrying about tomorrow. It’s the need to have a secret between two loving beings that can never be spoken, no matter how angry one is at the other. The warmth of soft fur, almost reminiscent of a parent’s warm embrace. Perhaps…..