After being in Paris for ten days, I noticed outward displays of affection at every turn: at street side cafes, on the metro, in the park, and in museums. It’s as if springtime in Paris brought out the love bug in everyone. So when I returned on Friday, I made a date with my hubby to take me to my favorite place -- the Hershey Hotel. We dined al fresco on the terrace, sharing a Margarita pizza and Cobb salad. And then it started…one limo, then two, then three…
The once quiet space was filled to capacity with men in tuxes and women in evening gowns; it looked like a night at the Oscars. To escape the clatter, we took a walk in the gardens and that’s when we spotted a timid bride posing for the camera with her groom. The photographer finally decided to let the nuptials dance together to help them appear more natural. And then it happened…
The groom stepped on the bride’s gown and there was a loud ripping sound. Mark and I were stunned at what happened next. The bride shoved the cascading bouquet of white roses into the groom’s face and yelled, “Look what you’ve done; you’ve ruined everything!” The verbal bantering went on for several minutes while the groom tried to make amends, but the bride kept her distance (literally!). Finally, the groom picked up the rest of her gown and gingerly walked behind her -- making sure to keep a comfortable distance between them.
My hubby whispered in my ear, “I wonder what’s going to happen when something really tragic happens?”
It was an unfortunate incident -- an accident -- and yet it changed everything. The once timid bride became enraged and left the photographer and onlookers terrified at what might happen next. Not a great start for the young couple.
I couldn’t help but wonder how they will look back on the incident years from now. Hopefully, they can find the missing ingredient essential to every marriage—a little bit of humor!
And just maybe they will honeymoon in Paris and catch a little bit of the love “bug.”