Planning a wedding that deals with 3 families has been interesting at best. There are days I feel more like a fire fighter then a bride to be. I was hoping to deal with this later but it's looking more and more like putting it off is no longer an option. As all of you know I have two sets of parents. I have had two sets of parents for almost 20 years. These two sets of parents (in the nicest words possible) can't stand each other.
The question has come up, who (singular or plural) is walking me down the isle? If I just say my dad, Rich will be hurt and probably irate. If I say both, my Dad will be devastated. I can't seem to win. My dad only has me. Rich has walked Rachel (sister) and Laren (cousin) down the isle. And he still has my sister Charlie, if and when she ever gets married. My dad hasn't had those same opportunities and probably never will. I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't and it's beyond frustrating and painful. I don't know what to do.