Left at the Alter

It was a warm sunny summer day and I was standing alone underneath a large tree swaying in the wind. The limo pulled just out site as I realized that I had been left to pick up the pieces and try to move beyond this situation. There was to be no honeymoon for me……but of course it wasn’t my wedding and I was only like 9 so no worries right.

I was actually left at the church alone after my Uncle’s wedding. It is well documented that my parents have a lot of kids and in this particular case it caught up with them. My family had all attended my mom’s brothers wedding in S Alabama and we had managed not to burn the church down which was a victory in itself. After the Wedding everyone loaded up to go to the reception and hang out and party the night away. Some of my siblings got in the car with my parents and some got in my grandparents….I got in the bathroom….and got left.

I came out of the bathroom to find the church empty except some old ladies who were cleaning up and the happy couple and a photographer. I ran outside, unnoticed by my aunt and uncle, and found that the cars were gone, except for the limo. My aunt and uncle came out of the church moments after me towards the limo and I ducked behind a tree. I wasn’t a kid of the world but I knew enough that I did not want to be in the limo with a newlywed couple on the way to the reception.

So I watched the limo pull off and I was left alone. My parents eventually realized I wasn’t with them or my grandparents and came back a got me, but the damage was done. I had been left….and I can assure you I think twice even know before going to the bathroom around my family.