The open discussion
We discussed the wedding and what had happened freely throughout supper. ‘We sent the invitations, and we wanted you there,’ I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Everyone listened carefully, the air thick with anxiety. ‘I texted reminders,’ I said, watching my parents’ expressions soften slightly. However, Brandon appeared absolutely uninterested. ‘We never wanted to exclude you,’ I underlined, hoping to express our sincere intentions.
The Open Discussion
Seeing the broader picture
My parents, while still hurt, began to understand the bigger picture. ‘So you did send invitations?’ my father inquired, his face wrinkled with thought. ‘Yes, and I followed up with texts,’ I verified. My mother sighed heavily, her face showing a wide range of emotions. ‘It appears there was a misunderstanding,’ she whispered quietly, her gaze catching mine. For the first time, she appeared to understand my side of things.
Seeing The Broader Picture
