The thing about weddings and wedding planning is that everything else is second best. Tonight, while celebrating Nikita's 16th birthday, Oleg and Darcy's wedding was the main topic of conversation, and with that came drama.
Oleg's family worries about following American traditions while also wanting their own. Since I'd been researching those, we discussed them at our end of the table. Darcy, at the other end of the table, didn't like that. She doesn't want help planning. She is insistent on doing things her way, and I'm trying to respect that, although I find my feelings bruised.
And that is silly. I'm insecure about significant events. I should be thrilled.
Somewhere in the middle, we had dinner and ate cake to celebrate Nikita.
Later, Darcy and I talked over our feelings, and a few days later, she sat down with his family and explained how the wedding would proceed, using items on the restaurant table to represent all of us.
Happy Birthday, Nikita. Next year, we'll give you our undivided attention!
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