I Couldn’t Attend My Daughter’s Wedding In Paris – The Same Wedding I Helped Pay For. She Told Me By Email: “If You Want To Be A Part Of It, You Can Watch Online.” So I Just Said, “Sure. Enjoy Your Big Day.” The Next Morning, She Kept Calling Me.

The morning I received Natalie’s email, I was sitting at my kitchen island with a cup of coffee, scrolling through my iPad. It was a Tuesday in April—unseasonably warm for New Jersey. Through the window, I could see my neighbor Ted watering his precious hydrangeas, the ones he babied more than most people do their children.

My phone pinged with a notification, and there it was—my daughter’s name in bold. I remember smiling before I opened it. Things had been tense between us lately.

Arguments about wedding plans, about her fiancé Marcel—who I never trusted—about the money. But wedding planning is stressful for everyone. I told myself we’d work through it.

Mom,
the email began. No, dear mom, no. Hi, Mom.

Just Mom. Like a label on a file. We’ve finalized the guest list for the Paris ceremony.

And after discussing it with Marcel and his family, we think it’s best if you join us via live stream instead of in person. Marcel’s mother has strong opinions about the intimate nature of the ceremony, and we want to respect her wishes. I read it twice, my coffee growing cold beside me.

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