** Please do not Pin, re-post or otherwise share images of this wedding in any form. The images are copyrighted, and not available for distribution.**Everyone tells you that your wedding day goes by so fast, but ours stretched out for eternity, with each luminous minute shimmering in our hands before it fell. And finally, we realized it was almost over. I dashed around the room, giving every person the biggest, most tearful hugs of my life. Then everyone circled us singing, "I think of you every morning, I dream of you every night, darling I'm never lonely whenever you are in sight, I love you for sentimental reasons, because I've given you my heart." And as tears rolled down my cheeks, Amanda winked at me, and I felt like every single of you was in the room with us at once. And then David and I drove away, through the gold gold hills of home, just the two of us, the gift of the wedding resting freshly on our hearts. Continue reading The End, And The Begining
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** Please do not Pin, re-post or otherwise share images of this wedding in any form. The images are copyrighted, and not available for distribution.**Continue reading Our Reception, or, A Really Great Party
** Please do not Pin, re-post or otherwise share images of this wedding in any form. The images are copyrighted, and not available for distribution.**
Our friend and rabbinical student Nikki, taught the guests a Hebrew love song, and they sang us down the aisle.
We circled each other. We did, in fact, feel our lives intertwining.
Our parents said a blessing over us.
Our Rabbi had Nikki poured us our first glass of wine, which, per her suggestion was a sweet wine. A sweet, high alcohol desert wine. She told Nikki to pour us a whole mug full. We waved our hands and said, “Ssttttttttttooooooppppp.” She didn’t. We had to pass the wine around to the huppah holders to finish it off.
We said our vows. I had carried David’s ring on my bouquet, and when I tried to pull it off, I dropped it and it rolled away, so I dashed after it in my heels.
The Rabbi pulled out her drash. It was clearly five pages. Oh dear, this was going to be long. I took off my shoes and settled in.
Our friend Nikki sang the seven wedding blessings to us, and her eyes filling with tears of joy.
They poured the second glass of wine, just as big as the first. This time we drank it. All. Well, sort of chugged it, really.
Our friend Caron read the Tom Robbins excerpt about cheese cake. Everyone laughed. She read the bit about peeing out the window, everyone held their breath, wondering what to do. I very loudly said, “AMEN!” Collective laugh.
Our friend Lacey read “I like you,” and her voice cracked in the middle.
The guests all put our hands on us to bless us, and I started crying into my grandmothers handkerchief.
David broke the glass.
Everyone sang Siman Tov and Mazel Tov… as we walked through the crowd, me holding my bouquet over my head in victory, both giddy with joy.Eating fruit in our yichud, looking at our wedding rings, relaxing, as blissed out as we’ve ever been, hearing our yichud guards make jokes on the other side of the door. Feeling loved and blessed.
And then we were ready to party. PARTYPARTYPARTY.
I think it's expectations like "best day of your life" and "transcendent" that mess with brides' minds and create the bridezilla world. Because if it isn't TRANSCENDENT if you aren't RADIANT if it isn't PERFECT than there's something wrong with you. No wonder people go nuts.
But, I'm sticking to my guns on this one. If I had to pick one word to describe our wedding, most particularly our ceremony, it wouldn't be happy (though there were lots of grins), it sure as hell wouldn't be perfect, I'm not sure I'd even use the word joyful (though the day itself was wonderfully joyful), and it wasn't the best day of my life (though it was a damn good one). I think I'd use a word like 'huge' or 'meaningful' or 'overwhelming' or 'transcendent.'
I just looked up the definition of transcendent, and I got this, "extending or lying beyond the limits of ordinary experience," or "being beyond the limits of all possible experience and knowledge." Which is exactly right. Because as A of Accordions & Lace told me in the week between her wedding and ours: Continue reading On Transcendence
You know how people tell you that walking down the aisle will be a transcendent experience? Well, it wasn't for me. SOMETHING at your wedding will be a transcendent experience, but it might not be walking down the aisle.Me: How did I look walking down the aisle? Did I look pretty? David: You looked pretty. (pause) You looked teary. Me: Oh well, that's sweet. David: Well. Sort of. You looked teary like, 'What the hell am I doing here?' Me: Oh. (Pause) Me: That's sort of how I felt. But you know what saved it? I walked out the doors, everyone stood up, I felt really overwhelmed, and right then our friends four year old* who was wearing red cowboy boots, a white rosebud dress, and an enormous pink flower perched right on top of her head, turned around from her seat in the back row, saw me, and with great excitement leaned out into the aisle, waved her whole arm over her head sort of drawled, "Heeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" Continue reading The Aisle Walk
Our Rabbi: David, say, "I promise to love you, respect you, and support you as Jewish husbands have always done for their wives." David: I promise to love you, respect you, and support you as Jewish husbands have always done for their wives. Rabbi: Meg, say, "I promise to love you, respect you and support you as Jewish wives have always done for their husbands." Me: I promise to love you, respect you, and support you as Jewish wives have always done for their husban.... WAIT, no that's not right! Rabbi: Oh! Sorry! Partners! I mean, wives! I mean, partners! David: No, it was right. Me: No it wasn't.... oh, I mean yes it was. Oops. Rabbi: Now you're just trying to confuse me. I had a pair of lesbians yesterday.Continue reading At Our Ketubah Signing: