Well where to start, H and I got married in France two months ago, H’s parents live there and we love the area so we thought it would be a lovely place to get married. For those who don’t know about getting married in France I’ll explain. There is a legal ceremony with the mayor followed if you wish by a blessing in church or similar. We booked the church several with no problems and we even had an English vicar to perform the ceremony. Unfortunately several months before the wedding we found we couldn’t be married by the mayor, they suggest getting married in a registry office in England before we left for France as the church would not perform the blessing without legally being married. We would have lost lots of money on deposits and most people had booked their tickets to come over. So we made the decision to marry at our local registry office the day before we left for France. In order that our ‘wedding day’ in church feel no less special because of this we decided that we would each invite our bosses as witnesses and have no guests . We told no one except our parents about the additional ceremony and as no guests could have attended the wedding with the mayor it really felt no different.
Skipping to the day of the registry office, we attended with our witnesses and walked in to the room and h’s mum was there. She had found out where and when we were having the ceremony from the paperwork we had to send over to the church in France. We had no clue she was going to be there and were obviously shocked she had travelled over from France. I was a bit upset my mum wasn’t there but as neither H or I felt it was a real wedding for us we didn’t really mind. The next day we travelled to France with my mother and we sat her down and explained what had happened to day before, she didn’t seem at all worried about it so we thought that there were no problems.
Cue two days later and after a lot to drink my mother started getting very upset and stated shouting about the registry office. She claimed we had invited H’s mother a not her and that she had never been told about the ‘legal wedding’. We knew we had several times. At this point I think I should point out my mother has a drinking problem and we think she must have forgotten all the conversations. We all apologised to my mother and explained we had told her because we had a discussion about how one of her friends got married there, but she was adamant she had not been told.
The next day she did not get up. Lots of people were arriving as it was the day before our wedding. As our families had not all met we all were introducing each other and they wished to meet my mother. I tried to get her up and explained family were arriving would she like to meet them, she said no and turned over. I am used to her day after a binge days but was still shocked that she had no interest in talking to anyone. We left her till late in the day and tried again, still nothing. At this point I believe H’s step father had a word with her and told her how much she was upsetting everyone. She got up and sat outside with a face like thunder and still would not speak to anyone until she had had quite a lot to drink. My family stated to arrive and she sat with them and seemed much happier.
The next day I got up excited for the wedding, I got a cup of tea and she said I’m leaving tomorrow with my sister I think its best. If she felt that was best so be it, it wasn’t the day for an argument. The day passed quickly and it was lovely with a few hiccups, veil caught fire on the church candle, bouquets arrived in a completely different colour, my French going missing when I needed to describe how I wanted my hair. But nothing serious.
The next day it became apparent that my mother had gone round the congregation and told everyone it was a fake wedding and several nasty remarks about how she was being pushed out. She had already left at this point and had taken several bottles and packets of cigarettes of Mil’s. We were shocked but let it all go so we could enjoy a party we throw for all who helped us with the wedding. It was a lovely day and we all had fun everyone there said they thougherly enjoyed the wedding and all understood about having to do the legal wedding first.
We went on honeymoon and when we came back we had a letter from my Aunty who was downright nasty saying we should have told everyone it was fake and no one would have come if they had known. They refused to pay for there accommodation which H and I ended up paying for.
Two months later I bump in to my sister, a surprise as she lives abroad and I had no idea she was due back. She told me they had had a christening for our auntie’s new baby. A real one not a fake one and everyone had been invited except H and I. No member of my mothers side of the family will speak to me and except a drunken text message from my mother asking why would I do this to her. I have found out from a close friend of ours and her neighbour that she is spreading nasty lies about us and her family believe every word. Thankfully our friend doesn’t that’s why he warned us.
I’m shocked that what was supposed to be a happy day has gone so wrong. I do have happy memories of the day but my overwhelming feeling is of sadness that my family has fallen apart. I can barely look at my wedding photos they just seem to make me cry.
If you made it to the end wow. Didn't really feel that I wanted to post over on WP.
