This Sunday afternoon, I’ll be attending a wedding in a Malibu vineyard. Before the ceremony begins, the bride and groom will sign a marriage contract (ketubah) and they have asked me to be the witness. I was touched by their request to share this intimate moment. I still believe in the power of weddings, even though I haven’t had one, and even if it’s fertile ground to feel sorry for myself. The way around a pity party was making sure, well in advance, that I had something beautiful to wear. Dress. Shoes. Purse. Wrap. I’m ready.
Where do I sign?