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January 23, 2006

Alone in Yichud

The continuing saga, some call it a romance, of:

How I Married Karen — Chapter 32

yichud.jpg
Karen and I enter Yichud, June 19, 1977, Lido Beach Hotel

After the Chuppah, the wedding ceremony, Karen and I, and all Jewish chossons, grooms, and kallahs, brides, immediately retire to a private room to be alone. This is called: Yichud. In Hebrew it means, union or joining.

We eat there in privacy. Jewish couples fast the whole day because marriage represents a new beginning. It has become traditional to enter this new phase of life with fasting and prayers for the forgiveness of past sins, much in the manner of Yom Kippur. Though fasting is not observed on Rosh Chodesh, The New Moon, Purim, Chanukah and several other minor holidays.

Yichud is a vestige of Jewish life of much older times when the bride was brought to the groom's house, and there the marriage was consumated.

Anyhoo.

Karen and I in Yichud. I have to wipe the tears from my eyes. Stomach churning, I force myself to nibble some food, and drink some water. Karen and I sit across from each other and, well, we just grin. I tell Karen that she is beautiful.

Karen lowers her eyes. Her lashes are so long they can catch rain drops. I have learned that beautiful women are never quite comfortable with their beauty.

"I can't believe this," I say.

"Believe it," Karen says, always the steady one.

"You actually married me."

"You married me too, Robert."

"Yes, but..."

I lean over and press Karen's hand to my face. She smells of vanilla.

"We better go, they're waiting for us," Karen cautions.

I nod.

I take a deep breath.

"I've been in love with you since the fourth grade," I confess.

Karen rises, floats to the door in her wedding gown, a Jewish Vivien Leigh—but much prettier, and of course wonderfully sane, unlike the tragic and probably bi-polar movie star. Karen looks over her shoulder at me. Her eyes are twinkling.

"Since fourth grade?"

"Uh-huh?"

"What took you so long?"

Karen steps out of the room, and I am left alone in Yichud pondering the mysteries of womanhood.

Posted by Robert J. Avrech at January 23, 2006 09:35 AM

Comments

Seraphic Secret is private property, that's right, it's an extension of our home, and as such, Karen and I have instituted two Seraphic Rules and we ask commentors to act respectfully.

1. No profanity.

2. No Israel bashing. We debate, we discuss, we are respectful. You know what Israel bashing is. The world is full of it. Seraphic Secret is one of the few places in the world that will not tolerate this form of anti-Semitism.

That's it. Break either of these rules and you will be banned.

And thus another chapter in this wonderful Seraphic saga...

I remember I couldn't care less about eating all the wonderful hors d'hoeuvres available in my yichud room. I was still flying with my happiness and excitement, started to dance around the room, singing James Brown's "I Feel Good!" My new hubby just sat, smiled and allowed me that frivolity. (He's allowed me that frivolity ever since!)

Robert, do you recall if you happened to have a migraine that day, what with fasting...?

Posted by: Pearl at January 23, 2006 10:18 AM

Thank you for giving us this lovely glimpse into a truly beautiful moment. Oh, Karen rocks!

Posted by: Tamara at January 23, 2006 10:20 AM

Pearl:

No migraine. Flying way too high.

Tamara:

Karen most certainly rocks.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech at January 23, 2006 10:26 AM

Robert:

The mysteries of womanhood...

Let me know when you figure it out. ;)

Posted by: Lance at January 23, 2006 03:14 PM

Robert, we are getting awfully close to the "wedding night" part of the story. That may fall into the category of "TMI" (too much information). But, as per usual, this story is sweet and funny and touching beyond compare.

Posted by: Randi(cruisin-mom) at January 23, 2006 03:42 PM

Lance:

G-d forbid I should ever figure it out -- as if I or anyone ever could unravel this vast and wonderful puzzle. For if we men ever did figure it out, then life as we know it would cease to exist.

Posted by: Robert Avrech at January 23, 2006 04:00 PM

Randi:

The wedding night. Uh-huh. Yeah, I'm preparing that entry right now.

NOT.

You are talking to the man who still closes his eyes when there is a nude scene in a movie.

Posted by: Robert Avrech at January 23, 2006 04:18 PM

You are talking to the man who still closes his eyes when there is a nude scene in a movie.

Yup, as Randi said: "Too much information..."

Posted by: Pearl at January 23, 2006 04:33 PM

You guys are just TOO cute! Oh, and better late than never!!

Posted by: Stacey at January 23, 2006 08:35 PM

Stacey:

One of us is definitely cute. Better late than never? Are you kidding, that's the subtitle of my life.

Posted by: Karen Avrech at January 23, 2006 09:16 PM

This chapter of "How I Met Karen" is the first that I've read. It captivated me enough to make me want to go back in your archives and look for the other 31 chapters. But then I realized you started this blog nearly two years ago! That's a whole lotta archives to go through! I guess I'll just enjoy all the future chapters. :)

Posted by: genendy at January 23, 2006 11:27 PM

Genendy:

Glad you enjoyed this chapter. I don't want to throw a damper on future chapters, but it will be hard to enjoy what's comining unless you know where you're coming from. Take my word for it, "How I Married Karen" is a journey worth taking, if only to see that a dork like me can end up with the smartest, most beautiful woman in creation.

Posted by: Robert Avrech at January 24, 2006 12:07 AM

Ah, so that is what that Yichud thing is about. When one of my Jewish friends got married last year the Rabbi explained to the non-Jewish people present that the custom was that the bride and groom would now go off for some time alone together, and I see now that this is a time for them to have something to eat and/or to tell one another any dark secrets that they thought would cause the other person to run away if they weren't actually married when they heard it.

Posted by: Michael Jennings at January 24, 2006 06:31 AM

Top 10 Things You Never Want to Hear During Yichud
by Jake Novak


10. "Are you sure my mother can't come in with us?"

9. "Honey, wait until you see all of my awesome tattoos!"

8. "The good news is I've been in love with you since the 4th grade, the bad news is I never finished 4th grade."

7. "I'm really hungry! Stand back while I eat every one of these 100 cocktail wienies in 5 minutes."

6. "Can you lend me a few quarters? Our limo is parked at a meter."

5. "Uh oh, I think this is the leftover chopped liver from my Bar Mitzvah."

4. "It's time for you to know the truth... I'm Batman."

3. "Cool, there's a TV in here. We can catch a few minutes of the game!"

2. "Geez, honey I don't think they're going to be able to lift you for the chair dance."

1. "I think the photographer is hiding behind the couch."

Posted by: Jake at January 24, 2006 07:03 AM

Jake, #3 is so great. It wouldn't have applied in my case, though, thank G-d...unless it was a cooking show that was on the tube!

Posted by: Pearl at January 24, 2006 07:24 AM

I'm a big sports fan, but I'm not stupid. In my 5 years of marriage, I've had to cut out about 99% of my TV sports-watching. Believe me, I'm not complaining, I'd rather watch my wife. We will watch the Super Bowl, though.

Posted by: Jake at January 24, 2006 07:32 AM

Jake, I am so happy not to have heard any of those things during our lovely yichud!

Posted by: Adar Novak at January 24, 2006 07:38 AM

Wow, #7 is exactly what I said!

Posted by: Randi(cruisin-mom) at January 24, 2006 08:00 AM

Adar:

Is is the actual, authentic, real live Mrs. Jake making her very first appearance in Seraphic Secret?

Oh
My
Gosh!

Welcome.


Posted by: Robert Avrech at January 24, 2006 08:04 AM

Genedy,

So Robert won't seem too much like a shameless self-promoter, I (a neutral, unbiased observer) can testify that Chapters 1 through 31 are very, very well worth reading.

Jake:
How could you even think such things!

Everyone:
As I had a literally fly-by-night wedding, there was no food in our Yichud room (well, we got married on Motzei Shabbat and so hadn't fasted anyway). But that's a whole 'nother story, and maybe sometime I'll tell it.

Posted by: Sara at January 24, 2006 08:29 AM

Sara:

I live by imagining the silly and absurd. It helps in comedy writing and working at CNN.

Posted by: Jake at January 24, 2006 08:32 AM

Yes, it's me! And you can call me Adar, unless you want to start calling Jake "Mr. Adar."
Jake asked me to check out his Top 10 and I felt compelled to respond (but not to his sports-watching habits, because that wouldn't be nice).
Our Yichud (and our entire wedding) really was wonderful. The best part was that Jake didn't change his mind about me as I scarfed down sushi and diet coke.

Posted by: Adar at January 24, 2006 08:33 AM

Sara:

We would love to hear your story. In fact, EVERYONE is invited to tell their "How I Married ..." in Seraphic Secret.

Posted by: Robert & Karen Avrech at January 24, 2006 08:58 AM

Oy, Robert...did you just open a can of worms!

Posted by: Randi(cruisin-mom) at January 24, 2006 09:23 AM

That will make for an entire new Seraphic Press graphic novel/scrapbook with reader contributions. Hmmm...? Just an idea.

Posted by: Pearl at January 24, 2006 09:29 AM

Randi:

This is a can of (hopefully) joy and laughter, and ahem, perhaps the occasional bitter rant.

Posted by: Robert & Karen Avrech at January 24, 2006 09:42 AM

Genendy - Robert has a list of categories at the bottom of his main page in the sidebar. One of those categories is "How I Married Karen". Definitely worth reading - so go check it out.

Robert - Once again, lovely.

Jake - That was so funny, I would have laughed out loud - if I hadn't been worried about waking my husband!

Posted by: Sarah at January 24, 2006 01:09 PM

Thank you for this beautiful vignette; it makes me wish I could marry my wife for the first time, all over again.

Posted by: ShrinkWrapped [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 24, 2006 02:14 PM

Shrinkwrapped:

You are welcome.

Hey, I just realized, don't some people do this thing called "renewing their vows."

Posted by: Robert & Karen Avrech at January 24, 2006 03:36 PM

Genedy, let me add my encouragement to go back and catch up on the Robert and Karen saga. You won't be sorry. Thanks again, Robert & Karen, this was a nice cap to a long day. Suz

Posted by: Suz at January 24, 2006 06:26 PM

Suz:

Thanks so much for the vote of confidence. And so glad we can act as an easy chair after a long day. Hey, any chance we can get your picture, say when you were 8-10 years old? You're a regular and we'd love to have it.

Posted by: Karen Avrech at January 24, 2006 07:13 PM

Dear Robert,

Your words are so beautifully chosen, your images so exquisite, much like your kallah :)! I confess that upon reading your posts like this and those about Ariel, I get misty!

I remain,

Very Sincerely yours,

Alan D. Busch

p.s. It just occurs to me that one mere 's' differentiates "chossen" from "chosen"! Then again, are not all the former the latter in any case?

Posted by: alan at January 24, 2006 09:17 PM

Alan:

Thanks so much for your kind words. Interesting point about the 's.' Except that's using the English alphabet.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech at January 24, 2006 09:46 PM

As always your story is capitvating.

Posted by: Jack at January 25, 2006 10:20 PM

Jack:

Thanks so much.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech at January 25, 2006 10:37 PM

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