I’m not one for weddings. I only went to two in my entire life–my own and my daughter’s.
At the time, I thought my wedding was fine. It was simple, inexpensive and relatively painless. Frankly, I was looking more to the honeymoon in the Poconos than the wedding. I viewed the wedding as something that we just had to do for societal purposes.
The wedding had its moments. It was a bi-racial wedding and I was the only Caucasian and Jewish person there. We were married in a Baptist Church and we only invited a few friends and family.
There were no rehearsals; we just got married when we showed. I remember the minister making a blooper when he told me to put the ring on her middle arm instead of finger. The other interesting tidbit was my sister-in-law reading a novel during the entire ceremony. The book was either really interesting or the wedding stunk.
We had the reception at my then wife’s apartment which consisted of cold cuts and a cake. It was fast, easy and simple and very little clean-up. My bride made her own dress and we both liked it that way.
My daughter’s wedding on the other hand was amazing. Her large community of friends and family helped her to plan and carry out a beautiful wedding ceremony. It took place in a sunlit hall with a parade of bridesmaids. The couple managed to incorporate both Jewish and African American themes into the ceremony. The couple jumped over the broom for the African American part and stepped on the wine glass for the Jewish side.
My daughter looked gorgeous in her gown and my son-in-law handsome. They recited their own wedding vows that created oohs and ahhs from the congregation. They did it the right way. Also, the food choices for the dinner were delicious and there was enough dancing and laughing for everyone. It was topped off with hundreds of fire sparklers as the couple set off on their honeymoon.
The wedding ceremony reflected the closeness of the couple–their love for each other and their vision for the future. It was a barometer of the quality of their relationship. The ceremony itself wasn’t just another ceremony, it was an event that they will always cherish.
As for my wedding, I think I missed the boat.