Our weddings are deeply rooted in tradition. Even for the
non-traditional, elements of nuptial history find their way in, demanding “something
borrowed and something blue” for reasons that many of us have forgotten - if
we’d ever heard in the first place.
But it goes beyond the mantra. We exchange rings, toss the
bouquet, throw bridal showers, dance the dance and walk down an aisle toward a
waiting bridal party and smiling groom.
When you think about it in terms of ritual, in terms of a
day like many others during which we choose to participate in activities
otherwise ludicrous, weddings seem unreal – vestiges of a past that we’ve
otherwise grown out of. Those green frog socks from fifth grade that you
continue to wear, simply because they’re comfortable.
And then there are weddings that remind you why so many of
these pre-marital behaviors exist. In a way, they’re sacred. They’ve withstood
the test of time because they symbolize something that still holds true for us.
I was honored to be a part of a wedding of this sort over
the weekend.
So I will make a case for these traditions, in three parts,
because I think my dear friend Rachel handled them all so beautifully.
Starting tomorrow.
beautiful thoughts already.
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