Ah weddings, people either love them or hate them. I personally love them, maybe it’s because my family tends to make it an EVENT with a week of partying. It all started with my husband and I. We were the oldest in our families and the first to get married. Our parents still lived next door to each other so our rehearsal dinner was a block party and since we were friends with pretty much everyone in the court, everybody was invited. After the wedding my parents had a party in their garage till two a.m. My Martinique sister from another mother danced with a wine bottle on her head. My family still talks about that party and I hate that I’d missed it, but my husband and I were already gone.
Dakota has a deep-rooted aversion to weddings. While he was growing up, his mama was married several times. And with each new beau he was trotted out and made to do all the wedding rituals knowing it wasn’t going to last. Between that and the emotional manipulation and neglect, he gets real angsty over weddings. Lucky for him, his aunt and uncle took him in and showed him how healthy relationships should function. Dakota doesn’t have trouble believing relationships can work (even if he’s a skeptic) he has trouble believing he can make one work.
Now, I never intended for Book 3 to have so many weddings. It just happened. Looking back on the rough draft I had to laugh. Poor Dakota. He would say my subconscious is evil. One couple even gets married twice. That part I absolutely stole from own life. As it got closer to our wedding my then fiancé and I were getting nervous. Did I say it was huge? Keir’s SC family came in a charter bus. So, ten days before the big wedding we found ourselves on a beach at dawn in our Renaissance garb with our closest friends getting married. It was awesome and we were the chilliest couple at the big wedding that you ever saw. The more worked up my mom got, the more I relaxed because we were already married. I even lost the seating chart that morning for the reception and I didn’t bother me. Everybody had fun with the mix up and the two families got to know each other better.
Dakota tries to put his foot down about attending all these weddings, but Brenden plays the friend card. The argument and compromise to attend is one of the many poignant and funny moments between the two.
So, tell me about your favorite wedding memories or rituals. One of mine is how me and all my sisters get together and sing Janis Joplin’s Bobby McGee. I’m not sure where that started. I think it might’ve been one drunken Easter. My brother usually directs us and opts not to sing though he’s the only one who actually can. At his wedding last April everyone got involved, aunts, uncles, and kiddies, the whole Labbe clan in one wild dancing circle!
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Marguerite Labbe loves writing stories about the beauty of love and the strength of family, whether it’s the family you’re born into or the one you create. She married her next-door neighbor and best friend, and they have one son, one dog, and two cats who rule them all. She has finally converted her Alabama born husband into being a Red Sox fan and now only needs to convince her son. She runs Apocrypha Comics Studio with her husband and they often trek off to comic book conventions on the weekend where they celebrate all manner of geek culture.