Sparks and bubbles

The wedding was nothing like imagined. Well, maybe it was in a way-only that such a wedding I’ve seen only in the movies and never for real. Classical music at the reception, sips of good champagne, subtle talks, beautiful dresses and fancy hair-dos, very good choice of music and a couple that seemed to be so much in love that it would’ve made everything else insignificant anyway. The day was sunny, the air was carefree and it would’ve been absolutely perfect if my mother’s longing to see me someday like this-in a white dress, saying the magical words “I do”, wasn’t so transparent.

Sorry, mom.