From the Bride’s Father’s Notebook – Introduction

Over the next two months, mixed in with poems and events, essays, letters, observations, I’m going to publish in The Life Literary a journal I kept for 15 days a little over a year ago.  At the time, I wanted to set on paper an account of our daughter’s wedding, not simply or even mostly a description of the events, but rather a sounding of the depth of our feelings, our reactions to it all.  Life amuses and amazes me anyway: the coupling of rare and common, the sonorous discordant, the diamond in the straw.  A wedding amplifies and magnifies these fascinating, joyful absurdities with a smack between the eyes and when it’s your child, at your heart, too.

After a year I think back to those whirlwind moments and days with vague memories of rich food, nice clothes, some laughing, some crying, mountain peaks of remembrance surrounded these days by growing clouds of forgetting.  I’m glad I wrote it down while it was happening.  Maybe whoever reads it will be glad, too.

For a small sense of how I was feeling and thinking about it at the time, here are some unedited notes I made trying to get the name right, or at least what I wanted it to be, for the journal:

Name change   From the Bride’s Father’s Notebook – Title?   Working on possible titles for this motley recollection collection.  None are quite as punchy as I’d like, yet. From the Bride’s Father’s Notebook (a bit cumbersome) The Bride’s Father’s Notebook Father of the Bride Notes Bride’s Father’s Notes Nuptual Notes Dad’s Nuptual Notes Impending Irrelevance: From the Bride’s Father’s Notebook

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I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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