"It is the huppah that we stand under when we ae promising each other everything. It is raised for most of us only once in a lifetime. It is not permanent, but it is the promise of a home. Its openness pledges there will be no secrets. Friends and family stand at the corners, weighing the fragile structure down.The huppah does not promise that love or hope or pledges will keep out weather or catastrophe, but its few lines are a sketch for what might be.You have come together to celebrate your future together, the making of a home. We are reminded that the only thing that is real about a home is the people in it, who love and choose to be together, to be a family. The sukkah is the house of promises. It is the home of hope. So may it be for you now and forever.
This time of year, watching leaves fall and change, always makes me think of these passages. I feel lucky to be able to say that though life and marriage can be fragile, my husband and I keep choosing each other.
And while words are fragile too, I thought it was time to write these down, so I remember them. Thank you for reading and visiting me today. I hope your marriages and promises make you happy, and that hope always finds you. Or at least, finds you when you need it most.
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