- 9 years ago
- Wedding: May 2009
I would say the ceremony, since it was more than an hour long and truly was the highlight of my day.
However, since you asked for something other than that, I would have to say walking in to the reception ballroom while we were being introduced. It reminded me of the scene at the end of “Titanic,” when Rose walks in and everyone is applauding that she has finally arrived. (Of course, in “Titanic,” that meant she had died, haha, but in my case it was just so amazing and wonderful to walk in and see everyone standing and cheering and applauding for US!! 🙂
The lowlight has to have been when, after dinner, the person assigned to me by my venue came up to the bride’s room (where I had gone to, once again, get out of and back into my gown after a restroom break and have my make up retouched) to break the extremely upsetting news to me that it was now after 10 p.m. and that I only had an hour left of my reception!! I wasn’t wearing a watch, and no one had told me how incredibly behind schedule we truly were. At this point, all we had done since my 6 p.m.-hour-plus-long ceremony started was get married, go upstairs for a short rest after standing in the heat outside for the wedding, have bride and groom pics taken outside, take about five shots of us (TOTAL!) with our wedding party, be introduced at the reception, have our first dance, the toasts, and dinner. At this point, I still had not yet had one second to greet my guests, we still needed to do our dances with our opposite-sex parents, cut our cake, and have all of our family pictures taken! I was beyond devastated! I had gone upstairs thinking I had the whole rest of the night to just enjoy my wedding with all of these wonderful, special people who had traveled so far to see me, and I was SOOO happy and excited to finally be able to greet them and have fun with them. I could barely comprehend what she was telling me.
So, at that point, we rushed through dancing with our parents (and my dad sang to me, too), cut our cake, and went outside for family pics with both sides of our family. Then DH and I had some additional pics taken. By the time we went back in, the reception had officially ended, 80 percent of our guests were gone, and the staff was clearing the tables. We had our last dance with just a scattered few family and friends watching.
I literally grieved for almost a year that I had waited my entire life for that moment (I was a first-time bride in my mid 40s!), planned every detail (except my timeline, because “that’s what the coordinator at the venue was supposed to take care of”), and it was OVER before I ever even had a chance to speak to my own mother or go table to table to greet my guests. I cried and cried and cried and CRIED about this during and after my honeymoon, to the point of making DH quite upset with me. I am just thankful that, while DH was dancing with his mother, I had determined that it was my ONLY chance to greet my boss and CEO and their spouses and the other guests from my office at their table. I figured that my friends and family would forgive me, but I really wanted to make certain that I acknowledged the executives from my job who were so kind to travel so far to attend my wedding. Also, on my way outside for the family pics, I managed to be able to greet two of my cousins whom I almost never see and who had flown in for my big day! I’m also eternally grateful to the people who came up to me at various points, because I at least had some minimal contact with those individuals. It truly was the biggest let down I could have ever, ever imagined. However, after three years, although it still makes me sad, and I really wish I could somehow go back and change something, I have managed to get over most of it. And what’s wonderful is that everyone ELSE who attended my wedding had the most amazing time! Even today, someone who had been a guest at my wedding and I were talking, and she remarked that I had THE most beautiful, elegant and wonderful wedding she has ever attended in her entire life, and she is in her 50s, so she has been to a lot of weddings. I am just so thankful my guests had such an amazing time, even if I don’t feel as if I even attended my own reception. 🙂