A perfect day.
Despite the news of their child's illness, Bruyère married Tannah at the same church Bruyère's parents were married in fourteen years before. There was a bit of panic immediately preceding the ceremony, as a sudden realization of the massive life-change really hit all of us at the core. But it was a change all agreed upon from the beginning.
The night before the wedding was spent at the Paris Hotel and Casino, Bruyère with her two sisters and mother. As they slept, we stayed awake, Inside, and discussed in length the ramifications of the decision. Some were frightened, others eager. There were many questions asked that really, only Tannah can answer, and so we elected to begin writing publically in a journal, a notebook to which he can contribute if he so chooses. It eased some anxiety. The morning of the ceremony, the females did as females do before such an event: they spent the entire morning surrounded by hairstylists and applying cosmetics. Only a few few Inside found any interest in that. The sister who acted as matron of honor applied all teh cosmetics, as she is rather talented. Although a trifle anxious, all remained composed.
Since before she was legally adopted, Bruyère often dreamed of the day her father would walk her down the aisle, and give her to her husband. It was a bittersweet moment; she felt that she was losing her father in a sense, by taking on a new surname. She felt she was quite literally betraying him. However he reassured her that this was a joyous moment, a blending of families, and that nothing would separate her from him. There are still some issues she has regarding that, I believe, but for the most part her fears were alleviated, and those remaining issues should be discussed at a later time.
The ceremony itself was flawless. The soloist (a friend from high school) sang with the voice on an angel, quite literally, and it moved the entire audience to tears. The pastor wrote a poem detailing the lives of the bride and groom, as well, and recited it aloud; it was rather witty. Candles were lit and no one was frightened, and of that I am proud. What I liked especially were the touches of individuality. Although Bruyère wore her mother's wedding dress, underneath she wore white bridal Converse All-Stars, created by her mother. The women in Tannah's side of the family all wore hanbok, or traditional Korean dresses. The father wore the distinguished clan lapel pin, something worn in Scotland at weddings and other such important events to signify family history. And although the song the bride and groom chose for Bruyère to walk down the aisle with her father was traditional, the song they chose to walk down the aisle as newly married was a techno-pop version of "The Wedding March". Very appropriate. (Originally, she had wanted a piper to play as she walked with her father, to signify pride in her heritage the last day before she married into a new one. However, with the news recieved only days before of the child's illness, it did not come ot pass. A shame, really.)
The reception, of course, was lovely: friends, relatives, all wishing them well. Although she swore to only dance one song with her new husband and one with her father (and no more, she was really rather insistant), Tannah's brother requested that the disc jockey play a specific song she loved as a teenager and directly related to being adopted, and she could not help but to dance with her father again. Those were happy moments. The father also made a surprise request for the sister. There was no room to dance at her wedding the year before, and so the father requested a song for them to dance to, and it was sweet, to watch them. The look of complete contentment on the sister's face was unmistakable. The entire day was flawless for the most part; there was an issue with catering but I will not give it the honor of mention. But speeches were made, families were happy, and together, and there was an air of acceptance, and or approval. It was calming and refreshing, both.
They spent the next three days at the Paris, revelling in their new life together, enjoying the bliss of it. However that is their story to tell, and not mine.
The night before the wedding was spent at the Paris Hotel and Casino, Bruyère with her two sisters and mother. As they slept, we stayed awake, Inside, and discussed in length the ramifications of the decision. Some were frightened, others eager. There were many questions asked that really, only Tannah can answer, and so we elected to begin writing publically in a journal, a notebook to which he can contribute if he so chooses. It eased some anxiety. The morning of the ceremony, the females did as females do before such an event: they spent the entire morning surrounded by hairstylists and applying cosmetics. Only a few few Inside found any interest in that. The sister who acted as matron of honor applied all teh cosmetics, as she is rather talented. Although a trifle anxious, all remained composed.
Since before she was legally adopted, Bruyère often dreamed of the day her father would walk her down the aisle, and give her to her husband. It was a bittersweet moment; she felt that she was losing her father in a sense, by taking on a new surname. She felt she was quite literally betraying him. However he reassured her that this was a joyous moment, a blending of families, and that nothing would separate her from him. There are still some issues she has regarding that, I believe, but for the most part her fears were alleviated, and those remaining issues should be discussed at a later time.
The ceremony itself was flawless. The soloist (a friend from high school) sang with the voice on an angel, quite literally, and it moved the entire audience to tears. The pastor wrote a poem detailing the lives of the bride and groom, as well, and recited it aloud; it was rather witty. Candles were lit and no one was frightened, and of that I am proud. What I liked especially were the touches of individuality. Although Bruyère wore her mother's wedding dress, underneath she wore white bridal Converse All-Stars, created by her mother. The women in Tannah's side of the family all wore hanbok, or traditional Korean dresses. The father wore the distinguished clan lapel pin, something worn in Scotland at weddings and other such important events to signify family history. And although the song the bride and groom chose for Bruyère to walk down the aisle with her father was traditional, the song they chose to walk down the aisle as newly married was a techno-pop version of "The Wedding March". Very appropriate. (Originally, she had wanted a piper to play as she walked with her father, to signify pride in her heritage the last day before she married into a new one. However, with the news recieved only days before of the child's illness, it did not come ot pass. A shame, really.)
The reception, of course, was lovely: friends, relatives, all wishing them well. Although she swore to only dance one song with her new husband and one with her father (and no more, she was really rather insistant), Tannah's brother requested that the disc jockey play a specific song she loved as a teenager and directly related to being adopted, and she could not help but to dance with her father again. Those were happy moments. The father also made a surprise request for the sister. There was no room to dance at her wedding the year before, and so the father requested a song for them to dance to, and it was sweet, to watch them. The look of complete contentment on the sister's face was unmistakable. The entire day was flawless for the most part; there was an issue with catering but I will not give it the honor of mention. But speeches were made, families were happy, and together, and there was an air of acceptance, and or approval. It was calming and refreshing, both.
They spent the next three days at the Paris, revelling in their new life together, enjoying the bliss of it. However that is their story to tell, and not mine.
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