Notes on my Playlist
I walked down the aisle to These are the Days by Van Morrison. I wanted to walk down the aisle to That’s How Strong My Love is by Otis Redding and have the bridesmaids walk to the Van Morrison, but I was talked out of that by an important member of my groom’s family who told me that some people in the family might not be able to handle hearing a black man sing me down the aisle. This is where we come from and we’re ashamed that we gave in. Here’s the irony: It was so important to us that we walk down to the Otis Redding song, that Bryan actually remembers the wedding happening that way. He told me tonight that he has it embedded so deep in his brain that I walked down the aisle to that particular song, that he has actually told people that that was our wedding song. And yet we caved to the racism. Wow. We were very, very weak when we were 20. That’s just another reason people shouldn’t get married at that age. The primary reason being that you don’t really know what to register for and so you don’t really get a lot of good gifts that are useful for your lifetime and whatnot. Because you’re 20 and you can still eat at The Malt Shop without dire side effects like your pancreas bleeding, and you don’t understand the value of a really good set of knives that you didn’t register for, but a wise old family member bought you anyway, but you took them back and got the cash in order to have more money to spend at the Malt Shop. Because you’re 20. And you know best. *sigh* This post will probably be edited tomorrow.
