Stealing for our Ceremony - The Seven Blessings
Right when Bubbs and I decided to get married, we attended the wedding of some friends of ours.
This is a post from our personal wedding blog:
Sunday night Tim and I attended the wedding of our friends. We didn't really know anyone but the bride and groom, but met great folks there and got some good ideas. I've never been to a Jewish wedding before, but I think this one was adapted from a traditional ceremony only using the couple's favorite parts. A couple times during the ceremony, Tim and I looked at each other with knowing eyes that said "we're totally stealing that". These things were: The huppah, the seven blessings, and the ketubah. I think Tim likes the fact that we'll be signing a contract, but the wording on our friend's ketubah was amazing. We're stealing it. One of the best parts of the night were the speeches given by their wedding party - they were all beautiful, funny, sincere and interesting.
Stealing those components were key. Several months later people still talk to us about the blessings our families gave.
We talked with our family (luckily, we had exactly seven family members) to explain what we wanted. They could read a poem, and except from a book, they could write something, we just wanted their "blessing" on the day and on our love. We had to re-explain several times (a challenge of a home-grown non-traditional concept). But they ended up perfect. What was really special was different blessings resonated with each of our guests.
My mom wrote something that people still talk about. Explaining our love from her point of view.
Bubb's mom chose a traditional Jewish Blessing.
His brother and sister in law read a Neruda poem
My brother wrote something, as did bubb's dad.
My sister brought her whole family up (my niece the flower girl sleeping in her arms) and played on her ipod dock, "let's stay together" by al green. The song went on just a little too long, but people were singing along, it even brought one of our friends to tears.
My dad and his wife read the Optimist's Creed (and changed it up a little to make it fit the task)
Some people cried when they read their reading, some made us cry, and even though it might have looked hectic up there, we got up from our little bench after each reading to hug the reader. This was by far my favorite component of the ceremony.
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