Russian American wedding
My
Wedding
By Marina
Garcia
At
last I am in America. Long correspondence is over as well as meetings
and long separation, paperwork and visa acquirement. The day of the
wedding had already been established and we had to finish off the last
minute preparations.
My wedding was truly fantastic!!! It took place in the house and backyard
of my husbands brother, George. George and his wife had probably
been preparing the house and the garden for our wedding for a whole
month. They had to clear off enough space to accommodate about one hundred
relatives.
All my husbands sisters came the morning before the wedding to
decorate and arrange the garden for the ceremony. I was not in the house
at that time because the tradition goes that the bride and the groom
are not supposed to meet before the wedding. At that time I was with
my sister and her husband.
Two
hours before the wedding we arrived to Georges house to get dressed
and prepared for the wedding. By that time the garden was decorated
wonderfully. There were garlands, ribbons and flowers all over. The
garden was lit with lanterns. After my sister helped me put on my wedding
gown, a priest came into our room to announce that the groom had already
arrived, that he was excited, and that it was time to start the ceremony.
An altar was put up in the garden; all the guests sat down on the chairs
arranged in rows, and the wedding ceremony had begun. First, came the
groom with his best man. Then slowly and gracefully my sister followed
with a bucket of flowers in her hands dressed up in a long dress. She
was the maid of honor. I was the last to go down the isle accompanied
by my sisters husband who played the part of the father who was
to hand the bride over to the groom.
The priest said the prayer and married us. We swore our love, exchanged
the rings and kissed under the applause of the guests. The whole wedding
was recorded on film by my husbands numerous relatives.
My
husband Edward ordered for me a huge cake with live flowers and a water
fountain inside. Edwards older brother invited a Mexican Mariachi
band. Dressed up in national costumes they sang and played almost all
musical instruments. The music was lively and wonderful and the singers
had the strong, clear and beautiful voices. Edward and I stood and listened.
Everything was like in a fairy tale.
Now
let me tell you how people drink and eat at American weddings. Self-service
is a custom. Everybody came up to the buffet line, took whatever he
or she liked and later disposed of the plates. Alcohol was not served
during the meal, only refreshments. There was no overeating like it
often happens at Russian weddings. Once everyone ate they began to dance
and have fun. Edward and I sat at a separate slightly elevated table.
It was placed on the open verandah of the house while the guests were
seated in the garden. Edwards son and daughter from his first
marriage brought us food. Light alcoholic beverages were offered later:
champagne, wine, beer and cocktails. Of course there were no overly
drunk guests.
However, according to the Russian tradition, the hosts poured Edward
and me some vodka. We drank and everybody cried gorko (bitter),
but of course in English, and we kissed to everyones delight.
The guests did not drink vodka, they werent offered, and as a
matter of fact they dont even know what it is. Many people didnt
drink any alcohol at all because it was against their religion, but
everyone had fun.
Later I was tossing a bucket of flowers into the crowd of single girls
and the one who caught it was very happy. According to the belief she
should marry soon. After that my husband took a garter off my leg and
tossed it into a crowd of single men. I wanted my step-son to catch
it because Edward said that it was time he got married, but someone
else got lucky that day.
I
have to say that people in my big and friendly family are very kind
and fun-loving. Everyone danced and socialized because they gather together
like that only for special occasions. I would like to say a few words
in particular about my husbands mother, sisters and brothers.
All of them were sincerely happy that I became part of their family
and told me: Welcome to our family. Edwards mother
met me very warmly and told me that everybody liked me and that I should
say thank you to my mother. Of course I did not expect such
warm welcome and I was truly happy.
When the wedding was over I regretted that it passed so fast, like
a dream. However to prove that it was all real we received a marriage
license, many pictures and video tapes. I am very grateful to my husband
and to all of his family, which now has become mine as well, for arranging
a beautiful wedding which I will never forget.