The Bunting Bash: Slowdance on the Inside
After our welcome, invocation, declaration of intent, and remembrances, we asked our first reader to step forth.
Our first excerpt was read by one of the most kind-hearted women I know: my mom’s close friend, Jan. I love Jan dearly and was so thrilled to have her read “Union” by Robert Fulghum for us.
“You have known each other from the first glance of acquaintance to this point of commitment. At some point, you decided to marry. From that moment of yes, to this moment of yes, indeed, you have been making commitments in an informal way. All of those conversations that were held in a car, or over a meal, or during long walks–all those conversations that began with “when we’re married,” and continued with “I will,” and “you will,” and “we will,”–all those late night talks that included “someday” and “somehow” and “maybe”–and all those promises that are unspoken matters of the heart. All these common things, and more, are the real processes of a wedding.
The symbolic vows that you are about to make are a way of saying to one another, “You know all those things that we’ve promised, and hoped, and dreamed – well, I meant it all, every word.”
Look at one another and remember this moment in time. Before this moment, you have been many things to one another–acquaintance, friend, companion, dancing partner, even teacher, for you have learned much from one another these past few years. Shortly you shall say a few words that will take you across a threshold of life, and things between you will never quite be the same.
For after today, you shall say to the world: this is my husband. This is my wife.”
Now let’s skip back to pre-wedding day for a minute, m’kay? Everyone had told me at one point or another to enjoy every moment, because this day was going to fly by fast. That challenge triggered my personal determination to consciously savor every single second, so when I read that Mr. and Mrs. Cardigan took some time to physically turn and acknowledge their guests, I was hooked on the idea of group offers of support. Several other bees had done the same thing during their ceremonies (Mrs. Pencils, Mrs. Sea Breeze, and Mrs. Hot Wings to name a few) and each of them described that moment as something they would always treasure. This was it. This was the perfect opportunity to pause time, if you will, seize the moment, and relish it with every ounce of our being in a slowdance on the inside.
When I first proposed the idea to Mr. Bunting, he wasn’t as easily won over. He thought it might be awkward, but when I explained that it would allow us to fully appreciate and soak in the multitude of people there, just for us, he was a bit more willing. So I ran the idea over with our pastor and he was delighted that this would bring in a level of “audience interaction” to make our guest feel even more personally engaged with the ceremony.
Mr. Bunting and I are both so, so glad we decided to do this.
With our pastor’s guidance, we turned to look over the sea of love that our guests had formed.
“At this time, after the stress of “Did we get everybody here in one piece and are all the dresses and flowers all on the right people” issues are over, we need to take a deep breath, slow down and enjoy this moment. So, Mr. Bunting and Miss Bunting, why don’t you turn around and look into the faces of all those who have come today to witness and celebrate your wedding. Before Mr. Bunting and Miss Bunting turn their backs on you dear people, again, I’d like to ask you all here in this fellowship of family and friends this question. Will you support Mr. Bunting and Miss Bunting in the vows they exchange today and in the life they will live together tomorrow, particularly when the trials of life stress them? If so, please respond by saying ‘I will’.”
And they responded with “I will” as Mr. Bunting and I beamed at them. The amount of love, joy, and support in those smiling faces was wonderfully overwhelming. It filled me to the core, and it was so exciting to recognize face after face after face. I knew our guest list inside and out from all the planning, but to see everyone together and in person was entirely different. My smile got bigger and bigger as those faces separated from the mass, one by one, into the individuals we cared so deeply about.
Mr. Bunting and I couldn’t help but to wave and mouth “hi!” to some of those smiling faces. We were a bit reluctant to turn our backs to them again.
Next up, the vows!
*Marked photos are copyright Bryan and Mae Photography. Unmarked photos are personal or guest photos.
Follow the adventure:
- We had a fluffing party and rehearsed.
- I woke up and got ready with my girls.
- I step into the prettiest white dress I’ll ever wear.
- Mr. Bunting recounts getting ready at the Man Cave.
- Wishin’ and prayin’ and hopin’ and thinkin’ for perfect weather.
- I received the most important Post-It Note. Ever.
- We race toward one another for our first look.
- Mushy-lovey photos ensued shortly after.
- We strutted our stuff as one big happy Bunting Bunch.
- Our guests started to arrive: welcome to our wedding.
- I went into hiding… and panicked.
- Our wedding party assembled on time, but the bride was missing.
- I arrive fashionably late in a horse-drawn carriage.