Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:OP-- how old are you?
My wedding was certainly not a joke, but I also don't think that every detail-- or even any detail-- was important as long as I came out of it married to the man I love. We planned some things that worked out well, and some that didn't pan out (for instance, we have no pictures because the photographer's camera got lost shortly after).
Weddings-- much like births-- are one day. You have the best intentions for them and they have a way of going off in their own direction. They mean far less than the lives that follow them.
You sound like someone who needs to get perspective about what matters.
I do have sympathy with women who have a real problem. Your problem is a total lack of perspective.
OP again... You should open your mind a little bit. In different cultures the marriage/wedding is a total different event than what it is in the US.
Over here most of people don't understand what an arranged marriage is all about and for that reason you end up not respecting the tradition just as an example. I'm still impressed with the fact that locals have no sympathy or respect for different cultures' traditions even though there are so many immigrants in this area. I thought people would get a little more open minded due to their exposure to the "different". Unfortunately this is not true.
I'm not crying out because the cake was ugly or because the photographer messed up the pictures and humiliated me. A lot of little details went wrong and I don't really care. Those are details and with them or without the wedding would happen anyway.
My pain is because one of the things that really meant something to me in the ceremonial didn't happen as planned. This tradition is held in my family for the past 100+ years and since my parents were not present I held even more value to it. Where I came from we're supposed to have "godparents" to bless our union and to advice the newly wed couple instead of a bridal party (honestly I never understood what a bridal party is for...). I didn't even get a chance to have it since I don't know anybody well enough to delegate such important task for the rest of our lives.
Where I come from the wedding is not a social event like it is here. We have very small and personal weddings with only people that really matter to us. There's no hassle with etiquette like what to say to keep children out of it or how to address the invitations and how to make sure people don't bring "extra" guests. Also our concept or marriage is totally different and I won't even talk about it. I got enough flames already.
Anyway, I only need to vent and I did. Life goes on.
And to the lady that said that the thread was strangely too long I'll tell you one thing:
I'm a teacher and I feel like it's polite to answer all the comments people make about whatever I'm saying so for every comment made about me I took the time to read and answer. When I was learning how to be a teacher a professor once said: Never leave a question/point/comment unanswered. Your job is to explain, to clarify. And I took it for life.
I think that's my main problem.... I should care less. But then I think again and I realize that for caring less we're getting less and less connected to each other. For the same reason we end up hurting people we love and people who have their hands reaching for help.
Honestly, I would rather take the flames and keep caring.
No I didn't need to talk to myself to make it long. Ask our friend Jeff to tell you where the posts came from since he has access to our IP address.
Sorry for the long post.
ps. why do I have to apologize all the time?