Right. So...The weekend...
Nov. 23rd, 2009 11:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charliesmumAs many of you know, I am on the board of my Shakespeare Company. One of the members, who has been there since the beginning, got married this Sunday, and invited those of us on the board to share in the day.
He's 86 years old, and his bride was, oh, in her 60s I think. Her first marriage was an elopement, so she'd haver had the whole bridesmaids, cake, dancing thing, and he wanted to give that to her, so they had music, and her daughters were bridesmaids, (their dresses were lovely) and she wore a very elegant white suit with a hat with a small vail.
The ceremony itself was very quick, performed by the mayor. I tend to tear up at these things anyway, but when he pronounced them man and wife, and Walt hugged his new bride, the look of pure joy on his face reduced me to a complete blubbering mess. Then, if that were not bad enough, they each read something personal.
The bride mentioned how Walt will always do things simply because it would make her happy, and mentioned how they went to see Julie and Julia, and in the movie Julia Child called her husband 'butter to her bread'. Then Chrissy went on to say how Walt was her butter to her bread'. And I lost it. Then Walt read her a poem he'd written her, and I lost it some more.
Later in the day, friends and family gave little speeches to the bride and groom, and that was incredibly sweet and made me cry some more, because I hadn't made a fool of myself enough yet.
I got volunteered to speak on behalf of the company, which I didn't mind, because I'm hammy enough to enjoy speech-making, and I did manage to get through it without crying too badly.
Anyway...it was so affirming, really. I've been so cynical lately, and it is nice to see that there really is still love in the world.
He's 86 years old, and his bride was, oh, in her 60s I think. Her first marriage was an elopement, so she'd haver had the whole bridesmaids, cake, dancing thing, and he wanted to give that to her, so they had music, and her daughters were bridesmaids, (their dresses were lovely) and she wore a very elegant white suit with a hat with a small vail.
The ceremony itself was very quick, performed by the mayor. I tend to tear up at these things anyway, but when he pronounced them man and wife, and Walt hugged his new bride, the look of pure joy on his face reduced me to a complete blubbering mess. Then, if that were not bad enough, they each read something personal.
The bride mentioned how Walt will always do things simply because it would make her happy, and mentioned how they went to see Julie and Julia, and in the movie Julia Child called her husband 'butter to her bread'. Then Chrissy went on to say how Walt was her butter to her bread'. And I lost it. Then Walt read her a poem he'd written her, and I lost it some more.
Later in the day, friends and family gave little speeches to the bride and groom, and that was incredibly sweet and made me cry some more, because I hadn't made a fool of myself enough yet.
I got volunteered to speak on behalf of the company, which I didn't mind, because I'm hammy enough to enjoy speech-making, and I did manage to get through it without crying too badly.
Anyway...it was so affirming, really. I've been so cynical lately, and it is nice to see that there really is still love in the world.
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on 2009-11-23 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-11-23 05:31 pm (UTC)We're a pair of sappy sentimentalists, aren't we? Wouldn't have us any other way!
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