Louisville Medicine Volume 62, Issue 1 | Page 13

Reflections Is All Well, That Ends Well? Teresita Bacani-Oropilla, MD R elentlessly, Time marches on, season by season, and the years fly by. This year a harsh winter, reluctant to leave, is being pushed by an impatient spring to let go and make way so graduations, ball games, the Derby, and June weddings can take place in balmier weathers. Likewise, as relentlessly, but with less success, has been the wish by the now fading older generations to retain old customs , norms, ways of thinking, and traditions dear to their hearts. They are losing the battle in favor of actions borne of ideas of individual freedoms that everyone is supposed to be entitled to. Thus this tale of a wedding. Much to the dismay of her conservative parents, a bride-to-be asked their blessing on what she was about to inform them. In a nutshell, she and her fiancé had decided to get married sooner than expected. The wedding would not be in church but on a grassy knoll in the park, presided over by a female licensed friend. It would be informal, and she would not walk to the altar with an entourage, nor would she be wearing a long white gown and veil like the rest of her cousins had done. The future groom had just acquired a junior faculty position as a neurologist and was ready to settle down. Our bride-to-be was entering her fourth year of medical school, and he had offered to assume financial responsibility in lieu of her parents after the marriage. That, in the bride’s culture, would be an affront to their parental honor, i.e. giving a bride away in marriage without having finished her education under their auspices. Furthermore, like the unique receptions of the ever present neighboring Hollywood stars, the couple would have one with a Middle Eastern oriental setting with guests reclining on pillows and ottomans on thickly carpeted floors. Sans spoons and forks, guests would break bread with their hands and dip these morsels in delicious bowls of sauces and concoctions. In passing, she was contemplating a prenuptial agreement, similar to a no fault car accident insurance, in case they made a mistake and did not get along! explain to relatives, invited or not, that these were modern times and children (in the eyes of extended family that was still their category) were allowed to plan their own weddings regardless of the desires of others, that a marriage is valid between consenting adults regardless of who officiates? They had to know that in the U.S.A. the bride’s family, not the groom’s, pays for the reception unless otherwise specified, that it is not a breach of protocol to sit around tables on the floor instead of on cloth covered chairs. As planned by the couple, their marriage was celebrated on a bright sunny morning in a Los Angeles park. As a concession to her mother, the bride was beaming in a long white wedding dress without a train and a veil. The female friend who presided wore a black toga and looked like a minister. The bride and groom said the proper “I Dos” and stepped on their wine glasses at the same time. It is believed this was assurance that one would not dominate the other. Best of all, it was evident the couple respected and loved each other dearly and had successfully negotiated the perils of mixed cultures and traditions of their families with aplomb. At the reception they did concede to have silver knives and forks for those who hesitated to use their hands. In another break of tradition, at the courtyard was a tiered chocolate wedding cake, (not white), elaborately decorated with multicolored intertwining vines and flowers. It was as tasty as it looked. The wedding, from start to finish, was indeed a memorable experience for all who were present. The bride and groom never signed a prenupt X[YܙY[Y[