Weddings are said to bring families together—but sometimes, they quietly reveal the distance that’s grown. I wore the blush-pink dress I’d saved for years and baked the banana bread he once loved as a child.
Even buttoned the cardigan with tiny pearl accents—the one he joked made me look like a classic TV mom. I arrived early, hopeful. But as I scanned the wedding hall and saw that no seat had been saved for me near him, it hit me. Love remembers details, but distance forgets. And in that moment, I felt how far apart we’d truly become.
