Groom Speech

Dear family and guests, my wife and I are glad to welcome all of you at the party. We would like to express our gratitude to friends and family members from both sides who helped to prepare and arrange this great day and contributed to the feeling of a fairy-tale my wife and I have enjoyed since early morning. We are also thankful for the beautiful, useful and witty wedding presents, and above all for your attention and sincere wishes. I’d like to say thank you to the bride’s father, Mike, for proposing the toast and arranging the wedding banquet. Above all I appreciate Julia’s mother and father for raising such a wonderful daughter, whom I am so proud to call my wife. Mike and Sofia, I appreciate that you have entrusted your daughter to me and I will do my best to take care of her. We have been together for some years already, and she has invariably been for me a source of comfort, inner power and inspiration. I remember that after our first date (which occurred in high school) I felt that I could move mountains – or fly to the moon and back. It was a stupendous feeling, and as time passed I grew to appreciate mere Julia’s presence by my side, not to mention her constant support, love and care. By the way, ladies and gentlemen, I can’t but mention that Juliana looks gorgeous today! A few weeks ago I asked Gabriela, the current maid of honour, about how Julia looks in the wedding gown, and she replied that she looked very elegant. However, these words didn’t prepare me sufficiently. When I saw her walking to me down the aisle, I felt breathless to say the least by Julia’s beauty! My wife is beautiful, kind, caring, hard-working the list of her advantages is quite lengthy unfortunately, I can’t make out Julia’s handwriting – as a web-designer, she must have become more used to a keyboard than to a pen 🙂 Now, when the wedding ceremony is over, I can honestly admit how difficult it was for me to propose to Juliana. Believe me, I had to pluck up all my courage to ask a beautiful young woman to marry me. As Arthur Rubinstein, at that instant I thought that it was much “easier to play the whole Petrushka on the piano”(1) – although I don’t play any musical instrument at all. It was almost as difficult as daring to kiss her for the first time. It was, as most of you already know, when we at high school and I took Julia for a walk to the river and then saw her home. It was getting dark, and she was standing on the doorstep saying good-bye. And then I felt that I had to do something extraordinary. So I took a full breath and planted a kiss somewhere in the dusk – as it appeared, I almost spotted Julia’s left ear. Of course, the precision of the kiss left much to be desired, but anyway I was not going to be a sniper, but only wanted to kiss the girl I found to be very special for me. From the next day we started to come back from school together, and since then and till the following year my special status was marked by the honourable mission to carry Julia’s schoolbag. It took me only seven years since then to understand that I can’t live without her, which is not long at all, isn’t it? To be serious, I want everybody, especially you, Julia, to know how extremely lucky I am be here right now. I am so lucky to have found Her, the woman who made me dream of waking up together, eating breakfast together, hurrying home in the evening to see her face and chat with her until it was time to fall asleep. It was Julia who made me understand how wonderful it may be to dream together, to manage our common household and bring up our children. And thus I am first and foremost grateful to her for the love she filled all these years and for her becoming my wife. I have my faults, and yet against all sensible judgment she agreed to marry me, and I hope this will be the beginning of many happy years spent together. My wife and I welcome all of you today and hope you enjoy our small, but cozy wedding party. And now, ladies and gentlemen, please stand up and let me propose a toast to the delightful assistants of the bride, the bride-maids.

Marco Douglas