Warning: This post is an angry one.
I got a letter in the mail today from the church we were to have our ceremony at. It turns out the chapel’s air conditioning unit is broken and will not be fixed in time for our hot June wedding. Therefore, they basically said they will refund our money and we can go look for another place to get married.
Thanks for nothing, church. I can’t believe this. I had my dream church ready to go. I have been imagining myself walking down that gorgeous aisle with all of my family and friends filling that chapel out so nicely. The beautiful hard wood floors. The stunning ceiling beams. The stained glass that was timeless but not overpowering. The 90 foot aisle. All of it was perfect.
But now we start over. Now I have to search for another church or come to grips with the possibility of not getting married in a church. What are we going to do? Will I have to settle for something not as beautiful for the biggest day of my life – and the most important part of that big day? And apparently this couldn’t be relayed by phone. No. I got a letter in the mail. Ridiculous. I am at a loss for words.
3 months, 2 days, 18 hours – and churchless
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