At some point, staring at a damaged front door secured by a 2 x 4 becomes boring–a watched door never…oh, you know–but it’s hard to move on with this constant reminder. Luckily, we had a very special wedding to attend this weekend, and it couldn’t have come at a better time. Frankly, we were grateful to have such a happy event to divert our attention from our own situation.
I’ve told you before about my Sister in Liver Disorders, my dear friend, D., who is still with us today but for the grace of God and the generosity of an organ donor. When D. had her terrifying medical crisis a few years back, she was head-over-heels in love with a wonderful fellow, B., who, it just so happens, was head-over-heels in love with her. Their relationship not only survived but thrived through her liver transplant and recovery. And it also survived and thrived when B. experienced his own series of challenges, including the tragic premature death of his brother from cancer last year. Such experiences can either break a couple or make them stronger, and, without question, D&B chose the latter.
On Saturday, D. walked down the aisle during the big-ass wedding she decided she’d earned upon surviving her near-death experience. And what a wedding it was. Gorgeous setting, moving ceremony, delicious food, and lovely people cheering the couple on. D.’s love for her new family was apparent through her teary wedding speech. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.
This may be the best wedding I have ever had the privilege of attending. Not because of the food or the setting or the music, but because it was a celebration of two very special people who have endured so much and have supported one another so lovingly through very thick and very thin. D&B embody the deep love and an unwavering commitment that marriage is supposed to represent. After all they have faced during their time together, they deserve to be happy. And you could feel that sentiment from every single person in attendance. There was a lot of love in that room.
The wedding may be over, but I hope it’s not too late for one more toast. So please join me in raising your non-alcoholic drinks (no one need know it’s liver-cleansing water in your wine glass): To my Sister in Liver Disorders and her special and adoring husband. You are an inspiration to us all. May you always find reason to be joyful. Together, you are a happy ending. As we Jews say, “L’Chaim! (To Life!)”