“I didn’t want a big wedding myself, but I love when other people do,” I said to a friend this past weekend while people bustled all around setting up, taking photos, and practicing their roles in the day’s event.
I was very early for the festivities since my partner was playing a role in the wedding, and my role was mainly staying out of the way while trying to explain to my daughter why she wasn’t chosen as the flower girl. If I had been thinking like a librarian I would have made sure to reread Lilly’s Big Day by Kevin Henkes or some other not-the-flower-girl picture book before we left for the out-of-town wedding weekend. But I wasn’t thinking like a librarian. I was thinking like a romantic.
At this wedding, it seems they were thinking like storytellers. The vows were more than promises to each other. They were thank yous to every one of the guests for sticking with the couple through what had been some ups and downs in their history. The bride told her story of how they met and courted, and the groom his. Then they promised to use their strengths to take their story into the future.
The best thing about stories is that they are contagious.
On the way home from Duluth, my daughter asked for our story. “How did you and Papa meet?” I smiled as I thought about how far our story stretches back now. It’s hard to believe it’s been over ten years since our meet-cute moment, and it’ll soon be nine since we spoke our promises in front of a small group of our loved ones. A lot has changed since then, and we are still speaking promises to each other.
Since we got home, my daughter has been thinking like a matchmaker. She’s already wondering which of the couples we know will be the next to wed and who their flower girl will be.
It was, indeed, a lovely wedding.
Photo above from A Kiss for Little Bear by Else Holmelund Minarik and illustrated by Maurice Sendak. Get it from your library or an independent bookseller. I also mentioned Lilly’s Big Day. Check that out or buy it.