I’m late but I’m back

There was a time in my life when the phrase, “I’m late” would have held a wholly different meaning. But now it just means I”m late with today’s posting beause I am just getting back from the wedding. The bride was beautiful, the groom was handsome, the parents-in-law were all wonderful. So I find myself asking why I am so cynical at these affairs anymore.  Is there truly no romance left in my life or am I just tired from the drive to Seward?  Thank God for Captain Mal in Serenity or I would definitely think the answer was the former and not the latter. I keep wondering how he feels about REALLY older women.  God, even I find the thought slightly creepy.