As the date got closer, I messaged her, just checking when the invites were coming so I could RSVP. Honestly, I was worried mine got lost in the mail or something.
That’s when she told me they decided to have a small Vegas wedding, and were only inviting 10 people because they were tight on money. No judgment from me, I get it.
But then, the very next week, I got another message from them. When I opened it, I GASPED. It was a notice that they had decided to cancel the Vegas wedding altogether. Instead, they were planning a destination wedding in Hawaii! My jaw dropped. Hawaii? That’s not exactly the kind of place you go to when you’re ‘tight on money.’ I was confused, to say the least.
I called my cousin right away. ‘Hey, what’s going on? I thought you were doing a small Vegas wedding because of budget issues. Now you’re going to Hawaii?’
She laughed nervously. ‘Yeah, I know it sounds crazy. But here’s the thing—my fiancé’s aunt owns a resort in Maui, and she offered to host the wedding for free. All we have to cover is flights and a few extras. It’s too good to pass up!’
I paused, trying to process this. ‘Wait, so… are you inviting more people now? Or is it still just the 10 of you?’
She hesitated. ‘Well… we’re expanding the guest list a little. But not by much. We’re keeping it intimate, you know? Just close family and a few friends.’
I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. ‘Okay, that makes sense. So, am I still invited?’
She laughed again, this time more genuinely. ‘Of course you are! You’re family. I’ll send you the details soon.’
I hung up, feeling a mix of emotions. On one hand, I was excited—Hawaii sounded amazing. On the other hand, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Why the sudden change? And why did it feel like there was more to the story than she was letting on?
A few days later, the official invite arrived. It was beautiful—a glossy card with a picture of the resort, nestled between lush mountains and a sparkling blue ocean. The ceremony was set for sunset on the beach, followed by a reception under the stars. It sounded like a dream. But as I read through the details, I noticed something strange. The RSVP deadline was only two weeks away, and the wedding was just a month after that. That seemed rushed, especially for a destination wedding.
I decided to talk to my mom about it. She’s always been the voice of reason in our family. When I told her about the sudden change of plans, she frowned. ‘That does seem odd. Did she say why they’re rushing it?’
I shook my head. ‘No, she just said it was a great opportunity and they didn’t want to pass it up.’
My mom sighed. ‘Well, I guess we’ll find out soon enough. Just make sure you book your flights early. Hawaii isn’t exactly a last-minute kind of trip.’
I took her advice and booked my flights that same day. As the weeks went by, I couldn’t help but notice that my cousin was being unusually quiet. Normally, she’s all over social media, posting countdowns and wedding planning updates. But this time, there was nothing. No photos, no updates, no nothing. It was like she had gone radio silent.
The day of the wedding finally arrived. I landed in Maui and made my way to the resort. It was even more stunning in person—the kind of place you see in travel magazines. I checked in and was given a lei, a traditional Hawaiian flower necklace, as a welcome. The staff was friendly and efficient, and I could see why my cousin’s fiancé’s aunt was proud of the place.
I headed to my room to freshen up before the ceremony. As I was unpacking, I heard a knock on the door. It was my cousin. She looked… different. Not in a bad way, but there was something in her eyes that I couldn’t quite place. She hugged me tightly, and I could feel her trembling.
‘Hey, are you okay?’ I asked, pulling back to look at her.
She nodded quickly, forcing a smile. ‘Yeah, I’m fine. Just… a lot of emotions, you know? Wedding jitters.’
I studied her face. ‘Are you sure? You seem… off.’
She hesitated, then sighed. ‘Okay, I’ll tell you, but you have to promise not to say anything to anyone. Not yet, at least.’
I nodded, my curiosity piqued. ‘Of course. What’s going on?’
She took a deep breath. ‘So… the reason we changed the wedding plans… it’s because my fiancé’s aunt isn’t just hosting the wedding. She’s… she’s dying.’
I blinked, stunned. ‘What? What do you mean?’
Tears welled up in her eyes. ‘She has terminal cancer. She only has a few months left, and she wanted to do something special for us before she… you know. So she offered to host the wedding here, at her resort. It’s her way of leaving a legacy, I guess.’
I felt a lump form in my throat. ‘Oh my God, I had no idea. I’m so sorry.’
She wiped her tears and forced another smile. ‘It’s okay. We’re just trying to make the best of it. That’s why we rushed everything—we didn’t know how much time she had left. And honestly, I’m just grateful that we get to have this experience with her.’
I hugged her again, feeling a mix of sadness and admiration. ‘You’re amazing, you know that? I can’t imagine how hard this must be for you.’
She pulled back and smiled, this time more genuinely. ‘Thanks. It means a lot to hear that. Now, let’s go have a wedding, okay?’
The ceremony was beautiful. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the beach as my cousin and her fiancé exchanged vows. The ocean waves provided a soothing soundtrack, and the air was filled with the scent of tropical flowers. It was magical, in every sense of the word.
But what made it truly special was the love and gratitude that filled the air. Everyone knew the story behind the wedding, and it brought a deeper sense of meaning to the celebration. It wasn’t just about two people coming together—it was about family, love, and making the most of the time we have.
As the night went on, I found myself reflecting on life and how fragile it can be. We often get caught up in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, forgetting to appreciate the people and moments that truly matter. But this wedding was a reminder to slow down, to cherish the time we have with our loved ones, and to make every moment count.
When it was time to leave, I hugged my cousin tightly. ‘Thank you for sharing this with me,’ I whispered. ‘It’s been an incredible experience.’
She smiled, her eyes shining with tears. ‘Thank you for being here. It means the world to me.’
As I boarded the plane back home, I felt a renewed sense of gratitude for my own life and the people in it. Life is unpredictable, and we never know what tomorrow will bring. But if there’s one thing I learned from this experience, it’s that love and family are what truly matter. Everything else is just background noise.
So, take a moment today to reach out to someone you love. Tell them how much they mean to you. Because life is short, and we never know how much time we have left.
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