Planning for a wedding with so much time in advance has been a good situation in that it has allowed us to mitigate the inevitable insanity into smaller portions over the duration. A large part of the process has been making sure we don’t unintentionally hurt anyone’s feelings. This means saying, “No.” fairly often as nicely as possible, and compromising only when absolutely necessary. I do feel like an arrogant ass about some things, which is confidence in my correctness mixed with limited energy to debate issues. But I am trying to not be bull-headed too often.
One of the recurring issues on my side is the religion, or rather, the planned lack thereof. My mother, bless her heart, REALLY wanted me to get married in the church. Now, were the priest I grew up with still alive, I would have given this serious thought, because he was a person who meant something to me. But even then, it would have been more of a ceremonial deity / cultural thing than a spiritual drive. With a priest at the church I used to attend who (although nice enough) is from the old country and effectively a stranger to me, this simply isn’t an option to me. The fact that orangejello will be officiating the wedding is a reflection of the esteem in which katekilling and I hold him, and his closeness to our lives.
What this has led to for my mother, however, is guilt that she did something wrong in raising me, specifically that she tried too hard to force religion on me and now I am not religious and it is all her fault. This includes questions like, “Are you sure you’re not going to regret not having a church wedding in 10-15 years?” The overall upside (I think this is an upside) to these recurring conversations is that I have articulated my position on religion to my mother. It doesn’t satisfy her, but I think she at least understands where I am coming from. Even if I do end up repeating on the phone in public to her 20 times, “No Mom, it is not your fault that I don’t go to church.” A large part of that was describing how I look at the world, as a scientist at heart, which means constantly questioning and not just abdicating an entire part of my life and accepting authority on faith.
It has been, more uncomfortable, though in that I have separately pushed certain buttons that reach deep into her psyche. I know these buttons are there, and that they likely make sense to her, but I don’t like using them because I feel like I’m going too far in manipulating her emotions. In particular, drawing parallels between who I am based on my grandfather’s influence as I knew him, as opposed to when my mom was growing up and he was more religious. That and also drawing parallels to my friends and her childhood best friend who was one of her bridesmaids. I made my point and she couldn’t develop a retort, and hasn’t for over two weeks now … but I did not enjoy having to pull out the psychological big guns.
Compared to that, everything else emotional has been relatively minor. There are guest list issues, trying to figure out the rehearsal dinner as it apparently conflicts with some of my dad’s pre-conceptions about cultural appropriateness. There is also the possible time-bomb I have with one of my cousins and his young family - kattekilling and I want him, his wife and child at the wedding, and anyone who has a problem with it is going to be in the wrong on that day (and is wrong generally, but would be particularly wrong on that day as far as we’re concerned). Good times, good times.
Since most of the people who read this are already married, did you guys have similar issues when planning your weddings? I mean, I was around for a number of them, but I don’t recall anyone making a big deal about this stuff. Was it there and well hidden, or were they non-issues?