During the first wave of same-sex marriages in California, I
was invited to the wedding of two lesbians. It was a beautiful day, a gorgeous
location. Naturally, the brides glowed in their loveliness.
The ceremony began. As the first bride approached the last
row of chairs, I stood. Because that's what you do when the bride walks down
the aisle.
Everyone else remained seated.
Whaaa. . ??? Why didn't
I get the memo?
I thought about sitting down before the second bride started
down the aisle, but ruled it out. How rude would that have been, to
stand for one person and sit for the other? I decided being disrespectful was
worse than being ridiculous.
And let's be honest. I'm ridiculous more often than not.
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