How to cope when your wedding gets cancelled
When the telephone call came I was sitting on the floor in front of my cosmetologist cousin. We were experimenting with different hairstyles. My wedding was to be the very next day. As she was inserting the last bobby-pin into my french twisted hair the telephone rang. I jumped up to answer it, it was my manager from work.
She didn’t know who she was calling, she just asked to speak the one of the children of my grandfather. A bit confused I handed the telephone to my mom and listened to the one side of the conversation that I could hear.
At that time I worked in a grocery store. My mom got off the phone and was in a panic. “We have to go.” She said in a tone I had never heard before. Pap (my grandfather) had collapsed inside the store. My heart sank.
I ran out of the house and got in the car, it was a thirty minute drive under normal circumstances. We made it in fifteen. My uncle drove, my aunt in the passenger seat, and my mom and I were in the back. About the time we got there my mom looked down at me and pointed out that I didn’t have any shoes on. I hadn’t even realized it. We arrived at the store, I ran into the neighboring Dollar Store and bought a pair of cheap sandals. When I came out they informed us an ambulance had taken him to the hospital. It was then, my manager realized who she had been talking to.
When we entered the hospital ER, I heard my grandmother’s voice,”I don’t think he is going to make it.” she said into the phone. She was talking to her sister. A short time later the doctor informed us that he had passed. I was devastated. My grandfather, whom I loved dearly and deeply, was gone. My wedding would now have to be postponed. This was the first real crisis I had ever experienced in my young life.
I frantically tried to call my fiance, he was at work. I dialed the work number to be told he was on his lunch break and not in the building. I dialed his home number, not there either. Over and over I tried. Tears streaming down my face, I went outside to sit on the concrete pillars in the ambulance bay. This was the first time I ever smoked a cigarette in front of my mom. By some intervention from God, my fiance got the message that I had been frantically trying to call him. He arrived at the ER to give whatever comfort he could offer.
In a moment of temporary insanity we decided since our wedding would be postponed that we should just go to the courthouse and have the ceremony performed by the justice of
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