One of the first
things Mariella and Josh told me was that they wanted their wedding to be
personalized and meaningful, and a celebration of them, their family and
friends coming together. That is fairly standard. However, they also wanted
their ceremony to have a particular emphasis on books and nature as the things
that brought them together, and still play a central role in in their
togetherness. Not that standard, however, anyone who knows Mariella and Josh,
will not be surprised by this at all.
Not
surprisingly, how they met is both connected to books and reads like a short
story. Here is how Mariella recounts it: “Josh and I met on the blue line train
in Chicago . I
have been riding this train for 15 years. One day this cute guy sits next to me
on the train. I am usually focused on my book, and don't pay attention to my
surroundings. But he sits next to me and pulls out a book, Jonathan Strange and
Mr. Norrell, which is this amazing historical fantasy about a magician and his
protégé, where magic is actually a line of work. It is one of my favorite
books, and I was so surprised that this guy in a suit would pull it out. Not
exactly the Wall Street Journal. So I just casually said, "That is a
really good book, you're going to like it," and… then we talked about Neil
Gaiman, whose book I was reading, sort of the same genre, and we started
talking about our favorite books. And then he let it drop that he was a writer,
and I am too. It was kismet…” As Josh says, in what almost reads like the sub
heading of a review of the story: “How’s that for the beginning of a love
story?”
Though, “kismet”
a Turkish word, derived from the Arabic word “qisma”, which means lot, is taken
to mean fate or something preordained, Mariella probably used the word
colloquially, not literally. Even so, listen to Josh, a staunch rationalist: “I
can’t account exactly for why I was where I was when I met Mariella.”
Mysterious, huh?
This reminded me
of one of the most beautiful book passages I know in a book about Mariella and
Josh’s other shared love, nature, “Unweaving the Rainbow”, by Richard Dawkins.
In a scientific tome, you do not expect to find words that read like poetry,
but here you are. Mariella and Josh marvel at the good fortune of them, against
great statistical odds of the Chicago Transit Authority, having met. Dawkins
marvels at each one of us even coming into existence against much greater odds: “The potential people who could have been
here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the
sand grains of Arabia . Certainly those unborn
ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton . We know this
because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers
the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and
I, in our ordinariness, that are here. We privileged few, who won the lottery
of birth against all odds…”
So, when you
incorporate what Dawkins says and what Mariella and Josh say, you arrive at a
fascinating idea: When you find that one person that you love, that one person,
who in our groom’s words gives you, “woozy magic of the stomach and heart,” and
who you also know as our bride says, will love you more than anyone else ever
could – then you have won. Having won Dawkins’ lottery of nature, you have now
won a second lottery – the lottery of the heart.
That can allow
you to embody the words of a song that I was reminded of, when I thought about
the wonderful relationship Mariella and Josh have, the story of how they met,
and how lucky they are to have each other. Beautiful, by Jim Brickman, alludes,
once again, to nature and literature, but also to beauty and love:
From the moment
I saw you,
From the moment
I looked into your eyes.
There was
something about you I knew.
That you were
once in a lifetime
A treasure near
impossible to find.
I know how lucky
I am to have you.
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