One of the main reasons for the weekend jaunt to Seattle was our wedding shower. The first big wedding event (besides all of those meetings with the church and the Deacon) we’ve had the chance to participate in. I realize now what showers are really all about. They are the warm up. They happen so the family you haven’t seen in 10 years, but are still important to your wedding day, can all get together and catch up so that the day of is the opposite of awkward, so that the day of is joyful.
My lovely aunt threw a beautiful afternoon tea for as many ladies as I could cram into her home with the help of Maris and Claire (who supplied the champagne, good girls). There were amazing scones, little sandwiches, amazing jam, cream, three types of tea, beautiful place settings, the whole 9 yards.
Claire put together a “let me ask you questions so I can guess the name on this card that I’m not allowed to look at” game involving famous couples. My mother was Angelina Jolie and the room was divided on whether or not Angelina was good or evil (ok fine, it was totally swayed to the evil side). I was Kate Middleton and guess who Kamel was? I’ll give you a hint, it involves a lot of cheese.
Kamel was lovely enough to attend (in the cutest damn dockers you ever did see!) as the resident photographer. And when I see these photos, I don’t see an event where I got handed 100s of dollars in gift cards (for the home decor buying win!), I really see photos that may never ever happen again. Moments that are rare, and lovely, and remind me of where I’ve come from, of how many women I’m attached to, how many borrowed mannerisms I mistake as my own.
As much as these events can be things just to get through, the reality is they are rare, they are part of the send off, the ceremony, they are important.
… And I am so incredibly grateful.