A young couple had just pledged their vows to each other in front of their family and friends and God. They had posed for the all the obligatory pictures and been escorted to their beautiful reception hall. The hall was decorated in flowers and colors that matched her bouquet. They ran through the traditional first dance, dollar dance, father dance, and mother dance, even the river dance.
Finally, they had time to visit each table and thank their guests for coming to be a part of their beautiful day. As they floated from table to table they got the well intended advice of others on what they should do to stay together.
There was the advice from Auntie Bev who said: “Don’t be afraid of change, just roll with it.” Auntie Bev knew a lot about change. She had changed husbands five times and she rolled up to the wedding with number six.
There was the self-proclaimed pastor who told them: “Always keep the marriage young.” His way of doing this was by finding a different intern to “minister” to each year and the interns kept getting younger and younger.
Then there was this strange old woman, who sat alone at a small table in the corner. They had noticed here earlier and had tried all night to figure out her connection to the wedding. She was soft spoken but her words were deliberate and wise. Her face was soft and kind but gently worn with age. Her eyes were puffy and streaked with red. She explained she had just buried her husband of 65 years today. On her way home from the cemetery, she saw the wedding procession and decided to follow it. She said she wanted to pass on to the new naïve couple her secret to a happy marriage.
Come back on Wednesday 7-22-09 for part two of three