My father has given everything for our family.
I've watched him walk my siblings to the chuppah, one by one, with so much pride and joy always finding a way, always making sure we felt like the most important people in the world. Now it's my turn, and for the first time in my life, I can see the worry behind his smile. He would never say a word. That's exactly who he is.
My father is a talmid chacham, a man of dignity the kind of person who gives to others long before he thinks of himself. The costs of making a wedding have become impossible for our family to carry alone.
All I want is to stand under the chuppah and see my father's face lit up with real joy not shadowed by stress.
May Hashem bentch you and your families with only nachas and gezunt