A little background - Danielle has been my best friend since I was about 15 years old.
For her whole life, she was passed around from relative to relative. Her "mother" could never be bothered to take care of her.
She's the only child that Jeanette had (thank God) and apparently the woman possesses no maternal instinct. Danielle was raised by, at various times, both grandparents, an aunt, her father, and probably a few others.
Jeanette (I can't even call her "mother" except for explanation purposes) has always been in and out of Danielle's life. I don't think she ever lived with her except as a baby. At times Danielle has tried to walk away and cut her out of her life, but she can never bring herself to tell Jeanette no when she comes crawling back and begging Danielle to have a relationship with her.
The last falling-out was probably the worst. Jeanette literally told Danielle that she hated her. And I am not just being biased when I say that Danielle is truly one of the most wonderful people I know. There are many others who would say the same thing, and I am proud to call her my best friend and someone who ALWAYS has my back.
But after a few months, maybe even a year, Jeanette came crawling back once again and Danielle gave her YET ANOTHER chance to be in her life. They have spent time together and have been working on rebuilding their relationship.
For Danielle's wedding last Saturday, Jeanette was to light Danielle's side of the unity candle and bring devilled eggs for the reception.
The wedding was supposed to start at 3pm. Danielle's hair and makeup took longer than expected so we were running behind.
Right around 3pm, someone came in and very gently informed Danielle that Jeanette was not there yet. She was supposed to be there early for a quick run-through 'rehearsal'. Not only did she not make it early, obviously, but she wasn't even there when the wedding was supposed to start.
|that's me in the corner|
Between hair, makeup, and trying to keep Danielle from having a meltdown...the wedding didn't start until 4pm.
Jeanette still wasn't there.
She never showed up. Turns out the night before, she'd went on a drinking and drug binge. Her boyfriend didn't even know where she was. Clearly that was more important to her than showing up for her one and only child's wedding.
Throughout the ceremony, as happy as I know Danielle was, I could see the pain in her eyes, and I just hurt for her. I don't care if its a fourteenth wedding - it's her DAUGHTER. If she says she's going to be there, she should be there - PERIOD. If she didn't want to come for whatever reason, she should have told her that in advance - not ruined her wedding by causing her pain just before the ceremony began.
|Danielle and her very lucky husband|
Not everyone is so lucky.