Went to a lovely wedding today. It had all the elements I appreciate. The bride was beautiful, her dress was impeccable, her hair perfect, her makeup glamorous but not too much, just lovely. The ceremony was meaningful but mercifully short, just lovely. The reception was professional all the way: Tables assigned with table cards, tasteful centerpieces, cake decorated with flowers and rhinestones, just lovely. The prime rib was delicious. I asked for the “fattiest piece no one else wants,” and someone else in line chuckled, but that’s the piece I got and it was all that, just lovely.
Weddings are nice, but having been married twice, I realize weddings are lovely only for a day. It’s the marriage that requires loveliness. The pastor today had a wonderful line about marriage … that is should be the place to escape “the meanness, the madness, the misery of life.” After the wedding with its ceremony and good hair and handsome tuxedos that are returned the next day, at its best, yes, marriage should be just that, an escape from the meanness and the madness, and when it is, it’s just lovely.