Thursday, July 28, 2011
Weddings, Weddings, Everywhere!
I have been to two very different weddings in the course of one week, but one thing about them was the same. The love between the the bride and groom was palpable to all.
The first wedding was in D.C., a fashionable affair in a wealthy area, where every detail was seen to right down to giant squares down the aisle that bore the bride and groom’s initials. Dress was formal, food was formal, though there was a fun dessert bar consisting of different candies (also bearing the bride and groom’s initials) that you could bag yourself. It could have been all about those details and the wedding itself instead of the bride and groom, but the couple themselves made it personal. The way the looked at each other, took care of each other, spoke to and of each other literally gave me goosebumps. The groom was a cousin, btw, whom I had probably met twice in my lifetime, though I am close to his mother. The bride I had never met, and the bride’s mother is apparently an event/house designer, which explains a lot about the wedding itself.
The second wedding was in Connecticut, in the garden of an historic sea captain’s house. It was as small and intimate as they come (no bridesmaids or ushers), yet this is the wedding that made me cry. The bride is a close friend, but I know I would have had goosebumps had I innocently stumbled upon this wedding. Everything about the event was about the couple getting married, and their desire to share their joy with family and friends. No, the bride does not write erotica. Get your minds out of the gutter.
Personally, I got lucky. DH and I had a good-sized wedding, attendants and all. Then, one year later, we were married again (don’t ask!), it was just the two of us, an officiant, an organist (who sang Ava Maria beautifully), and fewer than 10 guests total. The organist/singer came up to us later and said that it was one of the most beautiful weddings she’d ever worked because it was 100% about the love.
So, 19 years later, which wedding would I choose if I had to do it all over again? The smaller one. The thing is, I’m not sure I would say that if I hadn’t experienced the big one as well. Yep, I just evened the field and gave you no answer at all.
So, which wedding is more your speed?