I know you’re not going to believe what I’m about to say, but trust me, it’s true… All this crap will fade away. You won’t forget it, but at some point it will become unimportant to you and will no longer diminish your feelings about your special day.
The reason I say this is because I experienced something somewhat similar. Four years ago I was invited by a friend to visit him in London. He said it would be good for me to get away and experience something outside of my comfort zone. Since I was poor, he made arrangements for me to stay with friends and let me stay at his place a few days. Needless to say, his girlfriend was completely opposed to this. I had asked him over and over before I went how she felt, and he constantly assured me that she was okay with it and that she was making plans for things we could do together…you know shopping, sight seeing, etc. However, when I got there, she wouldn’t even meet me.
Other than that, the trip was wonderful. I wandered all over London on my own. I drank ale at a pub, I walked across tower bridge, toured the Tower of London, saw the crown jewels, and even saw the Prime Minister get out of his car and go into his house. I didn’t see my friend very often, except in the evenings on the few days I stayed at his place. But it was great. I came home feeling like I’d had the most wonderful trip in the world.
However, about a week after I got home, my friend told me that I had made his life miserable when I was there. He said I was inconsiderate, that I took advantage of his hospitality, that I was selfish and didn’t consider how my visit would affect his relationship. I reminded him that he invited me, and that I gave him plenty of opportunities to tell me it wouldn’t be good for his relationship, and that over and over and over he said he wanted me to come visit… blah, blah, blah.
His attitude after I got home ruined my trip. I couldn’t think about it without crying for the longest time. He had taken my lovely trip and turned it into an opportunity to blame me for everything that was wrong in his relationship, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong.
But now…. I look back on my lovely trip and I think of all the wonderful things I did on my own. The things I saw and did. The foods I tasted, the people I talked to. I woudn’t trade the experience for anything. What he said and did afterwards means nothing. He can’t take away my lovely trip. I realized that he was the one who had a problem. A friend had invited me to a place I had never been and I accepted that invitation and had a lovely time…and the memories from the trip are so much brighter and more vivid that any of the nastiness that followed.
I know that’s a long story… But I can almost bet that you’ll find the same thing will be true about your wedding. Think about the beauty of it and let go of anything that happened that might tarnish your perfect day.