Quiet Moments

Hiding in the catering room

The loudest part of a wedding is the exact moment after the ceremony ends. You walk back down the aisle. The music is playing. And suddenly every single person you have ever met wants to touch you. They want to hug you. They want to grab your arm and cry and tell you how beautiful the readings were.

It is completely overwhelming. The adrenaline drop is massive.

Most timelines assume you will immediately start taking family portraits or walk straight into a crowded room to drink champagne. I tell every person I help to refuse to do this. You need to build a physical hiding spot into the schedule.

Right after the ceremony, you should not look at a camera. You should not talk to your parents. You need to go find a room with a door that locks.

When my best friend got married, I shoved her and her husband into a small storage closet off the main hallway. It was full of extra folding chairs and a mop bucket. I stood outside the door for fifteen minutes like a security guard. I had to politely tell four different aunts that they could not go inside.

Those fifteen minutes change the entire tone of the evening.

You need a minute to just look at the person you married without seventy people staring at your face. You need to sit down in a chair and realize that the most stressful part of the day is completely over. Your brain needs time to catch up to what just happened. If you walk straight into the crowd, you will spend the rest of the night running on nervous energy.

The party will still be there when you are ready. Your guests have drinks. They have appetizers. They are perfectly fine entertaining themselves for a little while.

Do not let anyone make you feel guilty for disappearing. I have seen couples skip this break because they felt obligated to start entertaining their guests immediately. By nine o’clock, they usually look entirely hollow. They are just smiling mechanically at people they barely recognize.

Protect the quiet moments aggressively. Find an empty room. Ask someone you trust to guard the door. Sit in silence until your heart stops racing. You can go be a host later.

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