Our daughter Sarah-Lee got married last week to Tomer. Susan and I (and her sister, Lori) could not have been happier. It was one of the best days of our life. All the planning, the discussions, the waiting, the anticipation – just everything – faded away as the simchah started. From the arrival of the first guests until the 2.00 AM wind down, it was non-stop enjoyment.
At any simchah, the guests make the difference. The Simpson family and the Bakshi family were favored with guests from near and far, all of whom came to enjoy themselves, and seemed to have a blast. The mix of Ashkenazi, Sephardi, Scottish, Israeli, Americans, Australians, Brits, and Canadians got on like the proverbial house on fire. You could feel the joy. Led by the happy couple, people bopped, boogied, and bounced around the fantastic venue – well done to The Avenue. The food was good, the drink was good, the staff were good – it was all so good. Rabbi Ronen Neuwirth delivered an outstanding experience under the chupah, enjoyed by people from across the religious spectrum. Brilliant.
From a personal perspective, there were three threads to my experience.
First, I had been warned the event would pass quickly, and it did. Faster than the proverbial speeding bullet.
Second, the wedding was a true crossing of several paths; we had guests there from several different backgrounds, all brought together to share the joy of the simchah, and that felt wonderful. It was heightened by the large number of family and friends who attended from abroad.
Third, at times the whole thing felt unreal, like a dream. It was as if I could not quite believe it was happening. I think it finally sank in when I got to bed; after all this was the first bedtime when the wedding was not some potential event in the future. It had happened!
I felt so proud to be the father of that beautiful bride, and so happy to be welcoming Tomer into the family, in the same way that the Bakshi family have done to Sarah-Lee. Susan was equally proud and happy. We are grateful beyond words.