There's nothing like a wedding to get relatives crawling out of the woodworks.
My mother and I were just working on our invitation list, and you wouldn't believe how many relatives we have that I've never even met. Sure, I know Great Aunt Sophy, and I vaguely remember seeing a 20 year old picture of her husband who died 15 years ago when I was about 6 years old. But I have zero recollection of ever having met her assorted nieces, nephews, and grandchildren who apparently all have to be invited to my wedding.
And that's just Aunt Sophy.
We mustn't forget about Great-great-Uncle Louis. Great-great-uncle Louis vanished from the family tree 60 years ago when he came to America and cut off his peyos to work on Shabbos, but suddenly we have to invite all 60 of his grandchildren even though we haven't seen hide nor hair of them since 10 years before I was born.
And the list goes on ... Aunt Shirley, Tante Faigy, Bubby Suzanne, ...
They come from all sides and corners of the globe. They come in all shapes and colors, all streaks and designs.
And they all need to be invited to the wedding.
I wonder if we'll be able to invite anyone we actually know to this wedding of mine. With all these related strangers, we'll have no problem hitting even the largest minimum at any hall.
The only question is if my parents and I can make it. Will we fit???
(Just so you know, I'm totally exaggerating. I don't have that many relatives. Almost, but not quite. But we are inviting plenty of family members that I've never heard of.)
15 hours ago