- 9 years ago
- Wedding: July 2012
We got married last Friday in the Bahamas. I’m the planner. Had this all ready to go for 4 months. Rented a house, found a local salon & made a hair app’t, got the photog & the minister, located a beach, and organized an after-ceremony sunset champagne sail. Well, the Universe thought all that planning was pretty humorous. So it taught me a lesson.
We arrived on the island and were met with a series of obstacles. No rental car waiting as promised & none to be had. Taxi to the rental house only to find it had been GROSSLY misrepresented by the owner and we really didn’t want to stay there-dirty, iron bars on all the windows, buggy, eeewww in general. Worst of all, paid in full before arrival. I planned some more. Got reservations at the Sheraton, waited for Future Mother-In-Law to arrive, arranged a taxi and we all headed back across the island. We got adjoining rooms and my 16 yr od daughter nd Future Mother-In-Law shared. Got upgraded to poolside rooms which were lovely and a short stroll down to the beach. It was 18 hours of traveling hell.
Cancelled the hair app’t & got french braids done by the hair braiders downtown. Changed the ceremony location, got the minister & photog on board. Oh, did I mention the bladder infection which announced itself on day 2? Or that we were nearly struck by lightning the night before the wedding?
Worst part: on the day of our wedding my daughter learned through her FB page about people she knew who were wounded in the theater shooting in our hometown. This could have been my kid – the theater is the closest to our house but we never go there because it can be a rough crowd. I spent the morning of our wedding day sobbing alone in the bathroom – how do you ever let your kid out of your sight in a world like this?
Final word…the Universe spoke. We walked out of our room, down to the beach and on a beautiful sunny, breezy day surrounded by people who love us, we were married. I cried. He almost cried. The ceremony was perfect, the sunset sail was perfect, the dinner afterwords (not in the restaurant we’d planned lol, but in one serendipidously far, far superior) was perfect. I haven’t felt so much love in my life. At 1am, in the hot tub near the beach, my new husband kissed me and told me this was the best day of his life. Amen, baby.