In September, my son will marry a young lady I can’t wait to claim as my daughter-in-law.
Earlier this year, we reserved the Historic Myrtle Beach Train Depot for the rehearsal dinner.
But the COVID-19 situation threw the proverbial spanner in the works.
Things to do with the rehearsal dinner have been modified. With our group, I figured the venue was more than big enough for social distancing.
We plan on having food catered in, along with beverages…
I just got word that the maximum attendance has been reduced, which would mean slashing attendees to the bare minimum – to include only the wedding party, parents and key family members.
If we don’t do this, we’ll have to consider other options for this event.
Thing is, nobody knows what’s coming down the pike as far as COVID-19 in September. For all we know, the city (Myrtle Beach) could shut down again – or things could improve. If things get worse, this means that restaurants could close – or at the very least, they might also adopt maximum capacity guidelines. They might be forced to go back to curbside service, which opens up another Pandora’s box: Could caterers be shut down?
Such is the uncertain nature of our world at the moment.
My guy at the Train Depot has canceled events for a good chunk of September – but each of those parties expected 100 or more people to attend. He has held off on canceling us outright but will likely be forced to do so if we stay at our projected attendance.
The son of dear friends got married in Pittsburgh in April. We watched the livestream. Empty church except for essential people. I am not sure what they did about the rehearsal and other related pre-wedding parties or the reception – but I can bet that they didn’t see this coming when they set the date.
My son served in the US Marine Corps. There is a saying he taught me: “Semper Gumby…”
… “always flexible.”
Well paint me orange and call me Pokey. I had better start stretching – and stop overthinking.
NOTE: I wrote this post on July 23. As of July 24 – we are moving all rehearsal dinner festivities to an outdoor location perfectly suitable for the event, thank God. It was the perfect solution – and one we wouldn’t have thought about until the bride-to-be messaged us about the possibility.
Gratitude. Cleansing breaths…
And since there are no coincidences, I read an article today in Success Magazine that featured an Icelandic saying – and by God I needed to see that:
Þetta reddast… everything is going to work out, or something like that.
Photo credit: India Audus / Iceland Will Make You Happy