Last week I received an email from D, the first in over four years. He said he tried to contact me about our friends who passed away but the email address he had for me was out-of-date. Then he told me that another mutual friend of ours died in July. She was the reason we met. He knew her from high school. I knew her from college.

That's three deaths I've learn about in the past three weeks. I've always hated the saying, "Death comes in threes." It's always seemed a little dim-witted and insensitive, but I'm kind of hoping for now, it's true. My heart is a little worn out from learning of these losses, so it was good it had a reprieve with some happier times this weekend.

Jenn and Kooka's wedding was Saturday. They both were beaming and quite beautiful. The ceremony was nice and the toasts were heartfelt and touching. It was also great visiting with the out-of-towners and friends I haven't seen in a while.

Nights like that remind you how good life is.

Lovely brides, Jenn and Kooka