T is for Traditional

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Lessons from a Wedding’.


Unfortunately, the Bride was too drunk to throw the bouquet at the single girls. And so, it went into the pond...
Unfortunately, the Bride was slightly drunk during the bouquet throw. And so, it went into the pond…

“I want a hen’s night AND a bridal shower.”

“I want a three-tiered cake. AND an amazing cake topper!”

“Dad has to walk me down the aisle AND I want a nice wedding march that no one else has used before.”

“The wedding party must be seated above the rest of the guests so our tables have to be elevated!”

“Don’t forget to remind me to throw the bouquet!”

Her sister had always been the most non-traditional of all the siblings. The one who smoked in her room and disposed of the cigarette butts in the plastic waste bin which melted from the residual heat.

The one who thought school was lame and bailed out of uni because it was too hard to go to classes everyday.

The one who defied their parents at every possible twist and turn.

And now, she wanted every traditional element in a wedding that one could have?

“Who are you? And what have you done to my sister?” She asked the Bride.

The Bride laughed. “What in the world are you babbling about?”

“You’ve never been concerned about doing things the proper way…so why are you starting now?” She was truly perplexed at her sister’s behaviour.

Her sister gazed at her for a minute. If not longer. “To make mum and dad happy.”

She paused and looked at her sister. Maybe now was the perfect time to be traditional.


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