Yichud's for everyone!

Okay, so I feel as if there are a million things I could update about but I don't really get into capturing every tiny detail about this process. I will tell you this: we began registering, we bought a house (this one will perhaps get an entire entry one day), Cody's attire is 90% certain, and my flowers are chosen and booked.

Beyond these things, I have also decided on a tradition that I assume will begin and end with my wedding experience. I am so very excited about the gathering of people that I hope will take place at my wedding. I want friends and family to gather and talk and laugh and celebrate life and love and all of that good stuff. I want my parents to be proud and happy for what Cody and I have accomplished. I want friends to be reunited after too long. I want all of this. I want my guests to walk away from our wedding feeling like they have truly had a good time. However, I also want Cody and me to walk away from our wedding feeling as if there were some special moments just for me and him. In the craziness of that day, I am certain it will be easy for me (not Cody because nothing stresses him out) to be crazy and flustered and frustrated with the chaos of the entire situation. Because I know I have a tendency to be a bit serious (this is code for mean) under pressure, I have found in the ever-reaching wedding blogosphere (is this a word?) a tradition that I absolutely love the idea of.

In traditional Jewish weddings, the bride and groom steal away for a few minutes after the ceremony is finished and they are alone in a room. It is called a Yichud (I could very well be using this term incorrectly) and the idea is that the bride and groom can presumably be together alone for the first time since they are now married (I'd like to think this is when Jews have sex for the first time, just for the sake of the story). I want to do this (not the have sex in a room moments after I get married part, but the be alone with Cody after the ceremony part). I want for me and Cody to sit and breathe and giggle alone for just a few minutes while the hustle and bustle of the day continues without us. I want to hear his commentary about the ceremony and hold his hand with his wedding band between my fingers and tell him he looks dashing in his recently selected wedding attire and just be for a minute with him to bask in the greatness of that fleeting moment. The older I get the more I realize I run through life like a crazy person and rarely stop to take it all in. Just once and only for a second I want to be forced to take it all in.

So I have decided that Cody and I will steal a little tradition from the Jews. We will sneak off for a moment of reflection so that neither of us look back and wonder where the day went, even though I am certain we will both do that anyway. I think I will put CP in charge of the selection of the sneaking off place. He's always been good at that sort of stuff. Go Jews! Until next time...