From the moment I got engaged last year, everything I touched became fraught with meaning about my role in the world as a woman, wife, and future mother.
Just a few of the questions that came up in the months surrounding the wedding:
Would I circle around Dave seven times under the chuppah to signify that we were creating a new life together? (No, but not because it was symbolically subservient. I wasn’t religious enough and didn’t want to trip in my stilettos.)