I am participating in the 31 Days of Free Writes October challenge. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. (Confession: I *may* not be able to resist spell-checking!)
Today’s prompt: Story
I have a story to tell you. I’m not proud of it, but there’s a moral, for sure.
My husband’s 90-year-old Aunt flew from south Florida to Tallahassee/Thomasville this weekend to attend my niece’s beautiful wedding.
Wayne picked her up at the Tallahassee airport and we delivered her to her hotel in Thomasville. Mistake number one (assumption number one) was that the family members staying at the hotel would transport her to the wedding, since they were all at the same hotel and we would be traveling up from Tallahassee.
As family member after family member filed into the wedding venue, we thought “hmm…guess Aunt Mary will be with the next family member.”
Eventually, we realized that we were out of family members and there was no Aunt Mary to be found.
That is because she was (wait for it) still in the lobby at the hotel waiting for a ride.
After considerable scrambling around and the very generous services of a family friend who was not at the wedding, she was delivered to the wedding venue ….. just as the bride and groom walked down the aisle for the first time as husband and wife.
This is not a story I am proud of …. not our lack of communication …. not our inability to somehow teleport her there in time to see the nuptials she had gone to considerable expense to see. It was a “family fail” in every way.
There’s no epilogue — just maybe a new book to be written: How to get “married” with making sure “Mary” is merry (not to mention actually there….)
The moral is not novel or earthshattering, but after our experience it bears repeating: never assume.
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.