A Wedding Like No Other

I knew that when my girl friend finally got her annulment papers completed that her marriage through the church would be a spectacular wedding. Arriving at the church a bagpiper greeted everyone with Irish music. The  bridesmaids were in red, her husband wore black with a red tie, and she was in a lovely white dress with a short train and a black and white rebozo (shawl).  Her two daughters walked her down the aisle stepping over the rose pedals that had been scattered by the flower girl.

The auxiliary Bishop performed the ceremony with a few wise cracks that made everyone laugh. Because the husband is of Irish descent and my friend is Mexican the ceremony began with two candles being lit; one by the sister who had come from Mexico and the other by his brother. At one point in the ceremony, the flames from the Mexican and Irish candles would be used to light the main candle by the bride and groom to represent unity of the two cultures.

Her sister was the bridesmaid of honor and his brother was best man. Rings were exchanged, a white rope was placed over the two signifying the bringing together of two people, coins were exchanged to represent they would be together through thick or thin (poor or not), while her two daughters sang hymns during mass.

After mass everyone was invited to the reception in the church hall. The room was decorated with  white tablecloths, different colored roses were all around, and paper cut outs were hung from the walls. Corn beef and cabbage was enjoyed as well as Mexican dishes. Aside from the drinks and food we were entertained by an Irish step-dancer, the bag piper and his brother on drums, and a mariachi group consisting of her two daughters and two young men. The singer is not Mexican but was impressive as he belted out the Mexican songs.

The cake was white with berries for decorations. Inside the cake there were more berries making it a berry delicious cake! I believe a small miracle happened with the cake. It was like the story of Jesus on the mount who from three fish and two loafs of bread he was able to feed the multitude. The same thing happened with the cake. Slice after slice was handed out, and at one point the bride said, "Oh my goodness, there is not going to be enough cake." I silently agreed with her but figured those that would not get cake could eat the cookies that were also on the table. When the last person came up to get some cake, there were three plates of cake left. I whispered to the bride, "I think a miracle just happened!"

The hall seemed to radiate love and I was able to see friends I had not seen for many years. A Disc Jockey played music to accompany the two sweet young girls as they sang. (They are the children of two friends who now live on the east coast.) The amazing thing about the young women is that they are bilingual in English and Spanish. The bride's daughters are also bilingual and I admire these kids for being able to speak both languages fluently.


When the groom and bride danced they talked and laughed and I wondered if they were thinking about the honeymoon!

A fun wedding full of entertainment and love!