It was such a shame that I was unable to attend the wedding of Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban. It is wedding season and I had to stay here and take care of my brides. I am sure that Nicole and Keith understand. We can get together the next time I am in Nashville.
I think the one thing about their wedding that really made an impact on me is that out of all the places in the world to go, and with unlimited resources, Nicole chose to go home.
With all the hype about “Destination Weddings” right now, isn’t it nice to see someone go back to their roots. I hear so many complaints about the whole “Destination Wedding”. I personally find it insulting to be asked to buy an expensive plane ticket, hotel room, meals and gift so that my friends can stand on the hot beach and tie the knot. And then there is always the, “We are going to have a big party when we get back” story. Call me crazy, but isn’t the point to have your friends and family witness your vows and share in this very special and sacred moment. Has the “Destination Wedding” really become an excuse to bend tradition and have a longer honeymoon? And what is sacred?
I shudder when I hear the new age “Wedding Planner” inform the client to buck tradition. After 19 years in this business, I can tell you that a Rob Reception is full of personal touches and twists but the focus is about FAMILY and FELLOWSHIP. As a single man who still believes that my fairy-tale ending will come true, I cannot put a value on what it will be like to commit my life in partnership to another human being. There are no words to describe how sacred that moment will be…how sacred having our families and friends around us will mean. Not all of my friends and family could be with me if I went to some far off place. I know that my sweet grandmother “Nanny” could not be with me. And this would break my heart. Home is sacred and St. Louis is my home.
When I think about my future daughter and my expectations for her wedding day, I hope she wakes up rested and allows me fix her pancakes with smiley faces. I hope she allows me to put on her veil. I hope her wedding is here in this wonderful city with everyone in attendance and that we laugh during the drive to the church. I hope I have taught her to have a spiritual side, a loving side and that we cry in the vestibule but have time to repair any makeup damage before we go down the aisle! I hope I look into the eyes of a young man who will treasure her as best friend and partner and I feel no regrets. And I hope they appreciate how sacred this moment is.
I try to carve out a little time each day to have my “sacred space”. It is generally in the car on the way to work as I ponder the day and sip my hazelnut coffee. It is a time to commune with Prime Creator and give thanks. As I think about my clients, I ask God to work through my hands…to flow through me…so that all I touch is beautiful for them. And he does.
The Coronado Ballroom is my destination. Steve, Kathy, John, Ashley, Alan and Patrick are my destination. Judy, Sue and Staff are my destination.
St. Louis is my home.
Rob
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