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*Jamie, Literacy Clinic Coordinator/Grad Student & Max, Software Trainer*

LGBT, Transgender, Southern, Wedding

I’m thrilled and honored to get to share Jamie’s Wedding Graduates Return post today. Long time readers will remember Jamie & Max’s queer wedding with squirrel invitations. Today Jamie is back to discuss why they have ambivalence about marriage (given its troubled history) and why their wedding didn’t change everything, but did change small things. She talks about where they’ve been and where they are going.

LGBT, Transgender, Southern, Wedding

Max and I have officially been married for one year and twenty-three days. I intended to sit down and write about the year after our wedding on our anniversary, but I didn’t make it. I don’t remember why I didn’t write it that day—maybe it was the dogs or being busy at work or a headache. Sometimes life gets in the way of the best intentions. The first year of our marriage has been like that, busy and imperfect, but also productive. Our life together has grown in mundane ways that come together to be something bigger than the sum of all of the daily tasks we complete (or don’t complete, for that matter).

In my Wedding Graduate post, I mentioned that Max and I were initially ambivalent about marriage. This ambivalence is primarily borne out of distrust for the social institution of marriage and its troubled history. We love our marriage, but we reject the idea that our wedding (or any piece of paper) makes our relationship more important and legitimate than the relationships of our friends who cannot or do not want to get married. To be honest, though, I was also ambivalent about marriage for a less altruistic reason: I didn’t want our relationship to change. There were so many times before and during our engagement when I heard people say, “Marriage changes everything,” but I didn’t want everything about our already solid relationship to change.

A year into marriage, I’m happy to report that everything hasn’t changed. Sure, some things are different. We’ve grown as individuals and as a couple in the ways that only time and experiences can bring. We have a lot of great pictures and memories from a wedding that we loved despite its imperfections. Putting a little time between our wedding day and today has helped me to forget the feelings of being disappointed about certain party planning decisions that I wasn’t happy with one year ago. I cried as I read my original Wedding Graduate post today because I remember how full of love I felt that day. Sometimes people now refer to Max as my husband—a term that makes the queer little hairs on the back of my neck bristle since I prefer gender neutral terms like partner or spouse or beloved or really anything other than husband. We’ve both gone from people who never wear rings to people who always wear them. But the real substance of our relationship hasn’t changed all that much.

Continue reading Wedding Graduates Return: Jamie & Max

One of the questions I’ve been asked with some regularity on the book tour is a variation of the question, “Why weddings?” or “Why marriages?” There actually are layers upon layers of questions here: Why do we view marriages (and worse, engagements) as more culturally valid than anything else? And “Why a wedding?” can mean “Why a party?” or “Why the cultural monstrosity manipulatively pushed on us by the wedding industry?” When asked, I always answer that there are different reasons for everyone, and at APW we’re just trying to explore those answers. So I’m particularly pleased by the answer in today’s post from Laurel. Let’s dive in.

At one point, during the eight months my partner and I spent talking about whether we were going to have a wedding—after the even longer process of deciding that we were in it for the long haul and might consider getting married at all—she said, “But we’re courthouse people.” It’s true. We come from a long line of courthouse people. There were six people at her parents’ wedding, a number which includes the two of them and which is one fewer than at my parents’ only because they successfully kept their own parents from attending. (My dad’s parents crashed their wedding from 1500 miles away with a suitcase full of lobster bisque and sachertorte, but that’s another story for another day.) When my aunt decided to get married, she called me on a Monday and asked if I’d drive up to Reno with her on Wednesday and witness her marriage. (In the end she got married at the Oakland courthouse; there were eight people there, making it the second largest wedding in either of our immediate families.) In our unique, and somehow shared, family culture, it made perfect sense for my mother to ask if she was invited to our wedding.

So yes, we’re courthouse people. We decided we wanted the socially and culturally privileged position of marriage; even in our queerish ultra-progressive semi-radical cultural niche, people treat marriages and partnerships differently.* We saw friends get married and the way their families and complete strangers immediately understood that their relationships were now Important and Meaningful. We saw the huge outpouring of love and support our friends got when they decided to get married. It certainly makes a difference in how our families understand our relationship. There’s just one wrinkle: we’re both women.

We considered getting married in Iowa, where my parents live, but it felt unsatisfying. We’d be asking people to treat our relationship differently because we signed a piece of paper that had no legal effect where we lived. Even with a license, all it takes is one car accident in a conservative town and a nurse with something to prove, and I won’t be able to see her in the hospital. If we have kids and one of us stays home, we can’t contribute to that person’s retirement funds or personal savings without worrying about whether we’d need to pay gift tax. The license doesn’t change that.

Plus, I’ve spent a lot of time arguing that it’s not the license that makes the marriage. I believe it. Why, for my own marriage, would I make all my decisions around the license?

Continue reading Why My Queer Marriage Needed a Wedding (Even Though We’re Courthouse People)

* Kate Pope, Investment Attorney &  Cydney Pope, Assistant District Attorney * Photographer: Moodeous Photography (APW Sponsor) * Soundtrack for reading: “The Dog Days are Over” by Florence + The Machine *


The Info—Photography: Moodeous Photography (APW Sponsor) / Secondary Photography: Bill Rowe (Kristy’s Dad) / Venue: Overbrook House / Catering: B&M Catering Company / Music: Our rockin’ iPod / Flowers: Provided by Fifty Flowers and arranged by Kate’s mom and aunts/ Rentals: New England Country Rentals & Party Cape Cod / Dress: La Sposa / Suit: Henry A. Davidson

Other cool stuff we should know about:  We have anniversary wine bottles to open on our 1st, 5th, 10th, 20th, 30th, 40th and 50th anniversaries—we had our guests write notes to us that we’ll read as we open ‘em! Matching flasks for Kate and her “broomsmen” were purchased at a truck stop on I-95. Our wedding cake toppers, two chicks, were purchased at CVS the Friday before the wedding from the discount bin after Easter. And Cydney wore a fur stole her grandmother won in a contest in 1962—it even had her grandmother’s name (in her own handwriting!) stitched inside.

One sentence sum up of the wedding vibe: Relaxed, elegant, and entertaining.

Favorite thing about the wedding: The best memory we have is the very end of the night. The weather reports all said it was going to rain all day, but we had fantastic weather the entire time. In the end, it was only as we walked back to the big house together from the reception, feeling surrounded by friends, family, and their happiness for us, that it finally started to rain.

This post includes Sponsors, who are a key part of supporting APW. For more information, see our Directory page for Moodeous Photography.

This week, we wanted to explore a topic that’s near and dear to my heart: how we navigate weddings, and our relationships, when our health interferes. I think this topic is profoundly important, not just because loving our partners in “illness and health” is such a huge part of our lives together. I think this topic is important because there are so many ways that life can deliver hard and unexpected blows, and catching each other when we fall is what marriage is all about. So for me, this topic is hard, but hopeful. We’re starting this week with Kristin & Laura, whose wedding night ended in an emergency hospitalization, and who have so much to teach us. (And, an update, these days Kristin & Laura have landed on their feet and are doing ok.)

We had a two year long engagement. While this seemed a bit crazy to many of those around us, it made sense to us because A) I was finishing my graduate degree during the first year, B) I was converting to Judaism prior to the wedding and wanted to give that process the deep thought it deserved, and C) we were planning a Maryland wedding from New Orleans.

We are both from Maryland, so every trip home for the holidays became a wedding planning weekend. In late August of 2010, I turned in my final paper for my MBA, and Laura and I flew to a friend’s wedding. On the way, I got sick. So sick, I missed the wedding. So sick, we called an ambulance. So sick, I was admitted to another hospital once I got out of that one.

We now know this was the first episode of a rare disorder called Cyclical Vomiting Syndrome. It struck again in October, leaving me in the hospital for eight days. Then again on Christmas day on a family trip to France sealing the fate of my diagnosis. Despite the team of doctors I put together, all of my research, and the new medications I tried, I continued to have episodes of CVS, and the breaks between getting sick got shorter. I already had Irritable Bowel Syndrome, so it felt like when I wasn’t sick with one, I was sick with the other.

I had felt so zen about wedding planning in large part thanks to APW. I was reading APW before getting engaged, and it was like Meg had warned me about and taught me how to deal with any wedding dilemma headed my way. But the last month was hard. First, our photographer bailed on us… then city hall changed our civil ceremony day… then they changed it again… Meanwhile, all the normal problems were also happening. Friends we were counting on to fill roles bailed at the last minute. Guests made all of the RSVP mistakes that drive sane brides crazy. And I was so sick… and now so stressed… and then sick some more.

One day Laura came home during her lunch break and I dictated what wedding stuff had to happen that day while I laid in bed and she called vendors. I wished I hadn’t taken everything on myself because now it was nearly impossible to pass on to anyone else to do. If I planned the wedding again while being chronically ill, I would have done it in such a way that someone else could pick up where I left off seamlessly—even if that meant more notes and more work. Mostly though, I tried not to worry that I would be sick at our wedding or on our honeymoon despite two of my triggers being “positive anxiety” and traveling.

Our wedding day was the most joyous day I’ve had in a long time… followed by the sickest I have been since being diagnosed with CVS. Kelly Prizel, our amazing photographer and APW sponsor, saved the day by swooping in at the last minute of planning. We loved spending the weekend with her and her wife. One of my favorite moments was when we were waiting for the judge for our civil ceremony, and Kelly strongly suggested that everyone give us a few minutes alone together. We were so thankful for Kelly in that moment.

One of my favorite details from the wedding were the balls of paper flowers hanging from the ceiling over the dance floor crafted by me, my dad, and mostly my amazing mother. The idea for this was inspired by stories of my mom’s fabric wedding flowers, handmade by her and my late grandfather.

The handpicked dessert, beer and paper stuff were nice, but it wasn’t what mattered. What mattered, what I recommend highly to the wedding undergrads, is this: built in alone time together. The morning of our wedding was just the two of us, and I’m so glad I insisted on wedding sex just in case we were too drunk or too tired later. After group pictures and couple shots but before guests arrived, we took time to reconnect and recenter ourselves alone together. And, after the ceremony we followed the Jewish practice of yiccud (fifteen minutes alone as newlyweds). These breaks ended up being some of my favorite, most emotional moments of the day.

Continue reading Wedding Graduates: Kristin & Laura

Who here remembers when we started the Wedding Graduates series? Show of hands. Well, when we started it, the project was supposed to be nothing more (and nothing less) than people giving advice to their pre-wedding selves. It all started with East Side Bride’s super simple advice post, and it has built into… where we are today. But I’m super crazy in love with Julia’s post because it’s so smart, and so funny, and so simple, and so perfect. (And yes, she promises to write a longer post at a later date.) So here it is, the advice you need to hear.

Dear Pre-Wedding Self,

Cool the f*ck down. Seriously. It doesn’t matter if you have a ring to “prove” your engagement is legitimate. You got those engagement rings tattooed on, remember? It doesn’t get more legit than that. It doesn’t matter that your amazingly sweet almost-brother-in-law (although he and your sister aren’t married—yet) printed the invitations he designed as your wedding gift with the wrong website for RSVPs.

Don’t be offended or hurt that two of your dear friends have an actual contract that means that they have to be somewhere else at the exact time of your wedding. Even though it’s sports-related, it is a super important part of their lives and they do not love you any less. Be happy that you spent a gazillion hours looking for the perfect wedding band in black for your wife (to be). No, a true and forever black metal band doesn’t really exist and yes, a nut (?!) and silver ring is a nifty alternative, even though it won’t last forever.

Also please don’t stress out about your lives and selves colliding. Yes, there are people you love who will call you by your burlesque name to your parents who will be puzzled but polite and hopefully will have no idea that their daughter co-founded and runs a successful burlesque troupe in this same city. It will be fine and everyone will be thrilled that Violet and/or Julia is getting married!

Pre-Wedding Self, remember that your parents were excited, once they got over the initial shock. Remember that your wife (to be) also has wonderfully supportive mother and grandmother and friends. Remember that there is no one in your life who will decline the invitation to your wedding because of moral or religious conflicts. And remember that as a queer couple, these things are amazing, wonderful, and priceless.

Continue reading Dear Pre-Wedding Self: Cool The Eff down!

Families who aren’t supportive have been covered on APW before, I know. But I have kind of a different twist on the problem. Both of our mothers have had significant issues coming to terms with the fact that their daughters are getting married to women. Early on in the wedding process we decided that we would be excited if our moms could get in the right mental space to even be at the wedding, and we would deal with it if they couldn’t.

But now, a couple of months out from the wedding, we find ourselves with an amazing problem—two moms, completely on-board and excited about the wedding they never dreamed for their daughters! (And we absolutely realize and appreciate how lucky we are to be in the position.) We have already set up the ceremony to replace all of the usual parent of the bride functions, and our grandparents and brothers, etc. are excited about those roles (e.g., walking us down the aisle). But we want to appreciate our mothers and all the work they’ve done to be able to be there to support us, and we don’t want them to feel sad for not being included.

Any suggestions for ways to incorporate parents during the ceremony itself? We want to honor and celebrate where everyone is today because, in the end, it’s all about the journey that gets you there and propels you forward, right?

Sincerely,
More Support Than We Know What to Do With (a happy problem)

Dear MSTWKWTOW,

Happy problem is right! And, it seems in your case, an unexpected one.

Many people find themselves in the lucky situation of having more people to honor than they have traditional roles to fill. That’s one of the best parts of thinking outside the box for a wedding—you get to honor as many people as you want. It’s what a wedding ceremony boils down to, after all. Sure, you have the whole “getting married” bit—I guess that’s sort of important. But, if you choose to, you get to pay a bit of homage to the people who love and support you in your relationship. It’s not a matter of having a specific checklist of roles to fill. It’s the opportunity to say, “Who do we want to involve and how can we do it?”

Here are just a few ideas:

Programs. Some people skip on handing out ceremony programs, but if you’re having them (I, for one, will take any opportunity to have another pretty piece of paper), they’re a really nice place to honor loved ones. You can say something simple like, “Mary and Jane want to take a moment to thank their moms for their love and support,” or get more poetic. If these ladies are anything like my mom, you’ll find that sucker in a frame above the mantle.

Talents. Do your parents have special talents that might be nice to share? Singing, playing an instrument, or writing a piece of poetry are all great ways to include someone in the ceremony. Unlike some of the other suggestions, this one is tricky. You want to be sure that the person you ask feels included and honored, not obligated to perform as an unpaid sideshow. Usually, though, people are eager to express themselves through their talents. For a mom at her daughter’s wedding? There’s a whole lot to express.

Reading. Special readings offer so many options—just some of which were discussed here, here and here. Your moms could each read a separate piece individually, or demonstrate the unifying of two families by reading together. You could choose something sentimental and reminiscent from your childhood (maybe an excerpt from a picture book your mom read when you were young). Or, you could find a poem, quotation or song lyric that represents your relation to your mom. Or, you could ask your mom to choose something that is significant to her. See what I mean about “options”? A less common (but equally valid) approach is to ask your parents to do a Charge to the Couple—basically a small speech on the weight and importance of marriage that’s given before the officiating of vows. This involves them, honors them, and gives them an integral piece of the ceremony to make their own by passing on what they’ve learned about marriage. (Meg points out that an option that’s similar, and less Christian in origin, Blessing of the Couple by the parents, where they express their hopes and dreams for you. Either of these could be modified beautifully for a non-religious ceremony, as well.) Continue reading Ask Team Practical: Honoring Loved Ones