The only wedding I have attended since D-day has been our daughter's.
Trying to do the mother of the bride thing and watch WH walk our daughter up the aisle and do a bible reading was so hard. Our daughter looked radiant - as she and our new SIL took their vows I got very tearful. It was hard to focus on them and not to think of all I've lost.
When WH did his father of the bride speech saying to our new SIL to treat her well, I had to bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed to stop me making any sound.
We have one daughter and the months leading up to her wedding were supposed to so exciting and special for me, as we arranged things together. I feel he has robbed me of so many things.
I don't want to feel jaded either but I do. Maybe in time weddings will go back to being something we associate with hope and joy.