Observing from a distance
I stood back, quietly observing the room, struggling to make sense of it all. From where I stood, Dad seemed unfamiliar—his manner distant and unsettling, like a stranger inhabiting a familiar face. My thoughts raced, searching his every movement for answers, trying to connect the dots while wrestling with my own growing confusion. Around me, guests attempted to carry on, but the unease clung to the air like a heavy fog, making it difficult to find clarity in a night that had veered so sharply off course.
Observing From A Distance
Lingering uncertainty
As the night stretched on, uncertainty lingered like an unwelcome shadow, casting doubt over every whispered conversation. Guests exchanged quiet glances and murmurs, all trying to decipher the meaning behind Dad’s earlier actions. It felt as though we were trapped in a mystery with no resolution in sight. My husband remained by my side, his steady presence a comforting reminder that we weren’t facing this strange evening alone. Time seemed to slow, each passing moment heavy with confusion, as the remnants of our wedding day teetered on the edge of being completely eclipsed.
Lingering Uncertainty
