A new way to elope.
Recently I officiated at the smallest wedding I have ever been to. Let’s see…there was a bride, a groom, two of their best friends as witnesses…and me.
I can’t tell you what a beautiful ceremony it was. It was one of the most personal and deeply moving ceremonies I have ever been to. Right throughout I was talking directly to the bride and groom – which made every word that much more meaningful because, well, they were the only ones there!
I wish I could be a more distant celebrant – the type of person who could detach themselves from goings on – but I just can’t do it. I'm always connected. You know in E.T. when E.T. drinks beer and Elliott feels dizzy? That’s me. I’m Elliott. I’m a 10 year old boy in a red hoodie who rides a push bike past the moon… See how I caught up I get in things?
Right. Focus. Dalai Lama. Dalai Lama. Dalai Lama.
What I meant to say is that when I’m standing alongside two highly-emotional people on their wedding day, the feeling is so contagious that I can’t help but be swept up in the joy of it all. Luckily, on Saturday, the bride and groom were so into each other that they didn’t see this sentimental old fool’s left eye start leaking - it must have been dust. Dust at lookouts can be a problem.
So a few days ago this striking couple from Freshie had a small ceremony for reasons other than financial, but I just couldn’t help thinking what a wonderful idea it was! You don’t have to have an orchestra, a dress by Vera Wang and a harbour-side venue that serves wankery food. What’s wrong with a celebrant, a couple of mates and a nice lookout?
Eloping at home… what a corker of an idea!
