Grand Friends
Kris was one of the first people whom I actually managed to start cultivating a social network with when I moved down from New York, not the least of which because he was very inviting and friendly. When he moved a couple years ago I lent him a hand, and when I moved from VA to MD, he reciprocated. Out of the past 3 years we'd spent most of them working together. During the tenure of our acquaintance he has always been a very even tempered, very generous, and very kind person.
He is the kind of person whom I am delighted to call a friend.
So when I received a wedding invitation from him I was delighted to see him get married and be there, not just because weddings are fun, they are, or that I'd get a chance to see many people who I'd not in a while, but because I'd get a chance to give him some emotional support, not that it's a trying time, but I feel attending someone's wedding is a good way to demonstrate that you feel they bear some importance in your life. Driving 5 hours to the middle of nowhere past a gauntlet of rabid law enforcement officers with radar guns is a great way to demonstrate that you feel they bear some importance in your life.
Doing the driving itself was difficult, I had to pull over at one point on the way home to take a nap because I felt that I was getting tired and that my capacity to drive was about to start suffering. I woke up this morning groggy and still tired, with many parts sore from driving so long. But I don't regret a minute of it.