THE WEDDING SEASON
Forever Seems A Long Time When Uttering "Til Death Do Us Part"
I'LL NEVER FORGET WHAT ZACH'S SISTER-IN-LAW TOLD ME after she and his brother tied the knot in Fiji last year.
"Those are some powerful words," she said as we thumbed through photos of them reciting their vows on a beach. "You don't realize it until you're there, but oh my God. That is the most serious set of words you'll ever say."
I shrugged it off. I'm a writer; every set of words seems life changing.
Recently though, as I'm being pelted with wedding after wedding, I think I'm beginning to understand.
"Until death do us part?" Shit! Goddamn! WOW.
For the most serious set of words you'll ever say, you'd think more couples would opt out of the stock option. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, blah blah blah. Until death do us part…
Alternately, at a friend's May wedding, the bride and groom said: "…for all the days of my life," which sounded far less morbid and infinitely more celebratory.
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Alas, when a 6'3" hazel-eyed sex machine with white-picket fence aspirations popped the ol' question, I caved. I am in love, and knew marriage was important to him. Looks like there will be no love party for me after all, but a bonafide wedding. 


