A Wedding Day

A week ago I got out of bed at the usual time, around 6:45am, and felt as if I was walking on a cloud.

Someone was being really good to me this day, I felt blessed.

It is not going to be easy to put into words the feelings felt on this obviously super special day, nor do I know if I can adequately convey to you what such a time in life this day is for a parent. It was The Wedding Day of my daughter.

When I began to feel as if I was actually as light as air, I realized that it was the anticipation for the wedding day of my daughter that had lifted. Everyone was here in Israel, and everyone felt well, really well, Baruch ha Shem.

We went about the plan to arrive at the Bridal suite with our family early in the morning. Upon arrival there was buzzing all around the bride, everyone was smiling and I could sense the atmosphere was full of pure harmony. The make up and hair person was ready to go and so it began. I recall feeling as if I was floating around the room. As the mother of the bride I would do my best to stay out of the way and focus on every single moment, because this day is also HUGE for any parent. I took it all in as my daughter prepared to be wed. How lucky I felt to be present, a privilege that sometimes may be taken for granted, as my precious child focused on her look for the wedding. And then the time came for her to put on the wedding gown that had been made just for her. So many of you can relate to the moment that you see your child standing in front of you ready for their own wedding. Without going into detail, suffice to say, we were all speechless. The beauty, the glow, the sweetness and the softness of our daughter was so breath taking and such a profound moment.

When the groom arrived, he also looked as handsome as could be, possessing the cuteness of a man that was shining as he walked through the door. He was excited as he was eager to see his future wife. When she did appear before him, her radiance also left him a bit speechless.

Now I will fast forward the time for you to give you an idea of how the time began to run away so quickly, too quickly in fact. Before we knew it, there we were being whisked away in line to walk our daughter down the aisle toward the chuppah. Excitement is an understatement. WAS I THERE? Of course I was, but as much as I made it a point to focus and take it all in, this experience is on the overwhelming side and a big challenge to capture all those moments. I tried to stare at my daughter’s face most of the time. Not sure if others have done the same on their child’s wedding day. For me it was so important to witness all that she was going through, because this has always been a paramount aspect of being a mother, in my opinion. My daughter is a piece of me and it is only natural for me to want to be a part of it all, it is the connection a parent acquires and also requires.

A woman gives birth, she raises her child, she is a part of all their first everythings, the mother lets her child go on to be independent. The child flourished and became a woman. Now here before me is another first, and I was ecstatic for this opportunity and my turn to walk my daughter down the aisle.

I soaked it all up and enjoyed every moment with my child, every smile and giggle that radiated from my beautiful daughter. I captured it all. I recall it now, but I want to go back. Imagine that, I want to go back to the biggest moment and milestone I have had yet as a mother. For now I will try and come down from that high sky and continue feeling so thankful. I can only describe the wedding day with words that I use rarely if even at all, but now is the time to say the entire wedding celebration was completely dreamy and totally magical.

About the Author
Allyson Altit is from New York. She has worked in the travel industry for over 25 years as a leisure specialist. Her area of expertise is in European destinations and Israel. She has been involved with charity work for the Hadassah organization as well. In 2009 she graduated from Queens College majoring in Jewish studies.
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