I love weddings, and this one was particularly special. Yeah, I'm a romantic. :-)
Yesterday afternoon
rfrench and I attended the lovely and simple wedding of
fyellin and his longtime partner Mark. One is Jewish and the other Unitarian whoops, Lutheran, and the ceremony embraced Jewish and Christian traditions in a harmonious blend. (I wish I knew what the love song said! It was beautiful, and I don't understand Hebrew.) It was clear that everyone there was ecstatic that after more than eighteen years together, Frank and Mark could finally be married legally. The cheers that erupted when the officiant said and by the power vested in me by the State of California were spontaneous and heartfelt.
The reception was held at their home, where we walked past the framed marriage certificate from their last go-round, in 2004 in San Francisco. The cake had several dates on it, which I suspect were their first ceremony, the San Francisco marriage, and yesterday's California-legal ceremony. At the reception the groom and groom wore T-shirts emblazoned PARTY A and PARTY B.
Thank you, Frank and Mark, both for inviting us and for quietly showing such a steadfast example of love and partnership. Thank you, humanity, that we're getting this far in recognizing such things.
Yesterday afternoon
The reception was held at their home, where we walked past the framed marriage certificate from their last go-round, in 2004 in San Francisco. The cake had several dates on it, which I suspect were their first ceremony, the San Francisco marriage, and yesterday's California-legal ceremony. At the reception the groom and groom wore T-shirts emblazoned PARTY A and PARTY B.
Thank you, Frank and Mark, both for inviting us and for quietly showing such a steadfast example of love and partnership. Thank you, humanity, that we're getting this far in recognizing such things.
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"I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine"
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Ohhh, I hope
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The song is Erev Shel Shoshanim, which means "Evening of Roses". This was an arrangement done by Brad Rubenstein (the guy I dated just before Mark!) that he had written especially for our first ceremony. He had even changed the wording and notes slightly so that the feminine you/your "eich" became masculine "echa". There are many many versions of the song on YouTube.
Evening of roses
Let us go out to the grove
Myrrh, incense, and perfume
Will be a carpet for your feet.
Night slowly descends
A breeze [or smell] of roses blows
Let me whisper to you a song quietly
A song of love
At dawn, a dove coos
Your hair is covered with dew
Your lips to the morning are like a rose
Let me pluck it for myself.
Mark has just beat out Schmutzik (my black cat) as my longest relationship. (And it was a Lutheran church, not Unitarian. Unitarian would have saved us a lot of hassle that you don't want to know about.)
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Thanks for posting those lyrics! That's nifty that the feminine form was changed for your version. What a lovely song.
Whoops, I didn't know Mark was Lutheran -- I had always thought he was Unitarian. And it never occurred to me to look at the label on the building. Shows how much I know about churches and such.