We were worried. Or, as Sister said as she opened her toast to the new bride and groom Be afraid! Be very afraid!
There were a lot of people who didn't speak to one another - like, really didn't speak to one another, like for years. In the run up to the wedding there was great concern about appropriate behavior, or the lack thereof. Years of anger, anguish, frustration, fury, disappointment, heartbreak, misunderstandings, and miscommunications had the potential to create a Housewives of Brooklyn scenario.
In some way, I was kinda looking forward to that. Being around a storm, not of my own making but involving people I love and am connected to and cannot avoid forever - it had potential for weeks of blog posts.
Happily, there was none of that. People were on their best behavior. Emotional intelligence shone from those least likely to exhibit it, based on past circumstances. Those who didn't like one another managed to avoid one another. Greetings were extended (and sometimes ignored) but hostilities were far from everyone's mind.
There was so much love in the air. All the evil vibes were vanquished.
Instead, we spent four days wallowing in family. Memories were everywhere. Do you remember when.... started so many stories, most of which devolved into raucous laughter as we climbed over one another to tell the tales as we remembered them.
Brother's bar mitzvah with the deaf, elderly aunts' running commentary, louder than the rabbi and the cantor combined. Trips to the beach, with Daddooooo holding an important role in every story. Explanations and commentary and helpful hints were sprinkled throughout as we revisited everyone's childhood.
The festivities ended Sunday with an afternoon at Brighton Beach. Uber (our preferred mode of transportation all weekend long - the subway was just too much) dropped us off at the sand.... the sand..... and our toes were happy happy happy. I have only wonderful memories of long days by the ocean with my parents and siblings. This was that ... on steroids.
It was a wedding. There was love.
it had potential for weeks of blog posts.
ReplyDeleteThat made me giggle, but It was nice to hear that people were on better behavior!
I was really counting on them to provide the grist for my mill.... but I think I can squeeze another few posts out of all the joy :-) Yes, everyone was quite well behaved ....THANK GOD
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Thank you for that couture link. If I was still working I would be ordering a batch of things.
ReplyDeleteMy niece is such a talented human. She designs it all. I have the Oxford White shirt and two tank tops..... the Easy Dress was alluring but didn't quite make the grade on my small self.
DeleteShopping when you don't have 5 days a week to dress up.... seems kind of pointless, eh?
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I have two closets full of clothes so plenty to wear. It was always fun to buy a new outfit for the beginning of school, but I see no point in that any more when there are all those outfits hanging there.
DeleteI know how you feel. I have nothing new but her stuff... and that only bc she's mine and I couldn't resist.
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You reference people in oblique ways. I really would like to know how some of these people, like the bride, are related to you.
ReplyDeleteGlad it was a happy experience, even without blog fodder.
I'm oblique bc I try to respect my relatives' privacy... not to annoy you! Sister and Brother are mine. The bride is Sister's daughter. Brother has 2 daughters, too (they're the ones, along with their mom/his wife, with the allergies. Hope that helps!
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