Rain on My Wedding Day

By Melissa Face

I woke up and looked out the window. It was cloudy; but so far, nothing was falling. Conversation from my bridal shower replayed in my head. “It’s bad luck if it rains on your wedding day,” a friend said. “Nonsense,” another guest argued. “A rainy wedding day is good luck.”

Good luck or bad, I wasn’t going to obsess about the weather. In fact, I promised myself months earlier that aside from my cake crashing to the floor, I would not allow anything to tarnish my special day.

I threw on some old clothes, laced up my running shoes, and went for a jog around my neighborhood. When I returned, I ate French toast for breakfast while my dad had his cereal. We chatted about the day’s upcoming events and about how my fiancé might be spending his day with his groomsmen. Then, it was time to get moving.

My mom checked on the decorations at the ceremony and reception sites while I went to my hair appointment. By the time my hair and make-up were done, I needed to go to the church to get dressed. My bridesmaids and I dressed together and made sure everything was in order before the big moment.

When it was time, my dad took my arm and led me down the aisle. I gazed at the crowd of wonderful people who came to support us, and then I bit my lip so I wouldn’t cry in front of all of them. We rounded the corner, and I locked eyes with my fiancé. He looked genuinely thrilled to see me, and I felt I couldn’t get to him fast enough.

Our ceremony was traditional and special. We lit candles for those who couldn’t be with us, and we lit another as a symbol of our new union. Finally, we were pronounced husband and wife.

I remember a warm and wonderful feeling when we walked down the aisle together as life partners. Everyone in the congregation applauded and seemed truly happy for us.

Following the ceremony, we took a few pictures of our families and tried our best to recap some of the special moments from the service. We had no problem smiling, posing with our rings or recreating our kiss.

We gathered our belongings to head to the reception site. “Don’t forget your umbrella,” my dad said. “I’ll pull the car to the back door so your dress won’t get wet.”

I was surprised to see all the puddles when I walked outside. Everything around us was drenched, and I hadn’t even noticed it had been raining.

It rained throughout my entire wedding. It drizzled as I walked down the aisle, it rained steadily as we said our vows, and it poured while we drove to our reception. I hiked up my dress and jumped over puddles when I got out of our car. Then, it rained harder. It poured during dinner, while we danced and as we ate our cake.

Seven years have passed since my special day. Every now and then, people ask me what I think it means when it rains on your wedding day. I tell them, “It means you might get wet.” And that really is all that it means. In terms of weather, there is no good luck or bad luck. And if you are enjoying your wedding as much as I was, you probably won’t even notice.

About this writer

  • Melissa FaceMelissa Face lives in southern Virginia with her husband, son and daughter. Her stories and essays have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul and Cup of Comfort. Email Melissa at writermsface@yahoo.com.

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6 Responses to “Rain on My Wedding Day”

  1. Lynn Obermoeller says:

    What a great attitude. It rained on my sister’s wedding and she’s been married over 40 years!

  2. Melissa’s positive attitude has probably helped her in many of life’s harrowing moments. I enjoyed this.

  3. Pam says:

    I loved this – it brought back memories of my own rainy (as in torrential) rehearsal dinner the night before my wedding and how we plowed on through it with lots of love and laughter.

  4. Kim says:

    I’m so glad your wedding day was filled with great memories. Mission accomplished! Come rain or come shine, I love you!

  5. Melissa says:

    Lynn, Linda, Pam, and Kim, Thank you for your kind comments! What a great issue we are part of. I just love all of the stories this month!

  6. Maura Troy says:

    Terrific story. And so true. It rained on my brother’s wedding day. In fact, great booms of thunder shook the chapel immediately after each of the happy couple said “I do.” We all teased them that it was an ominous omen. Seventeen years and two children later, they are still going strong.

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