When a fiance mentions confetti cannon, a girl needs her mother.
It was an urgent call to arms for my daughter who is planning her wedding in Berlin next year.
She had been begging me for a while to visit her, but I was reluctant to go, knowing that a trip for the wedding was imminent. We had even received a confidential Skype call from her intended, earnestly entreating us to pop over.
It was all a part of the dripping tap, a tap that would eventually cause us to purchase two tickets to Berlin for Christmas. The final clanger was when she whispered her fiance’s desire for ‘confetti cannon’ and I knew I would have to go. I say whispered, because she was fearful her stating the words again may cause the desire for cannon to resurface.
I asked him what he thought was needed when it comes to planning a wedding. I mentioned things like dresses and reception venues and invitations. He shrugged and reminded me that my daughter already has a white dress in the wardrobe. That would mean it would be well worn, possibly less than white and not quite what any bride would have in mind. With every word, I realised that this situation was indeed an urgent one.
I then asked if her future mother in law could help. She told me, given that she can’t speak English, confetti cannon may well be purchased. And so, to Berlin.
- Linda Muller
