I found myself nodding in sympathetic agreement as I read Catherine Rampell's essay ("Disrupting the Ceremony" in this week's Magazine)…at least until I got to the end. Her closing line strikes me as so déclassé as to assume either (a) she didn't know how to finish the piece or (b) she was hoping for a reaction. I'm offended by the author's conclusion that brides willing to pay more for "strong and specific preferences" are "Bridezillas."
A version of this article appears in print on December 8, 2013 in the
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
So, back to those Christmas shopping lists. This year, next to every name, I'm writing something about the person that I'm grateful for. When I find the perfect gift for them, I'm giving thanks for the means to give it. Even when we're headed home, stuck in traffic on the New Jersey Turnpike, I'm giving thanks for our hybrid vehicle, for the workers that maintain the roadway, for the family that awaits our arrival…
With gratitude, I have Thanksgiving every day.
Poetry and Musings of an Interfaith Minister on the Journey of a Lifetime.