I LOVE weddings! And we got to spend Saturday, March 14th at an unusual one located at a beautiful venue just north of Cape Town overlooking vineyards. My great nephew married the love of his life. Everything at their wedding was black and white—from the flowers to the candles to the guests’ attire. Even the dessert—a black wafer cone with white ice cream—remained true to the color scheme they’d chosen.
Of course, we all thought it was a bit strange being asked to dress only in black or white or a combination of the two colors, but once we were at the venue, we understood the reason for the bridal couple’s request.
Some of the tables had black tablecloths and black candles down the center, others a dividing row of beautiful white flowers — roses, tulips, daisies, lilies … Oh, it was all so beautiful and so much fun to hang out with my siblings and sons. That’s me, my sister, and our two brothers (the youngest now living in the UK) in the left photo. On the right, my two sons and their wives.
But what a difference a day makes!
Not even 24 hours later, everything changed to gray, gloom darkening our horizons as our president addressed the nation. In an instant, schools were set to close, gatherings of more than 100 people prohibited, and travel bans put into place. The bride and groom had to make the difficult decision to cancel their dream honeymoon in Bali. My 6-month pregnant niece who’d flown in from the UK for the wedding that Saturday morning, and whom we’d given a surprise baby shower on the Sunday afternoon, flew back to London the next day before she wasn’t able to get home, cutting her three-week holiday to only two days.
My own travel plans have changed, and I’ll now be in Cape Town for a month longer than originally planned, looking after the grandkids. School closure is due to end mid-April, but who knows how long I’ll need to stay here. As of midnight last night, our country has gone into a three-week lockdown, and who knows what will happen come April 16th. I can’t see COVID-19 going away any time soon.
I have to smile when I see posts about ways to cope with self-isolation. For me, and I’m sure most writers, it’s business as usual. I’m used to living life behind my computer with my characters to keep me company. And at least they aren’t infected (unless I want them to be for some or other reason).
In these dark days, let’s not forget that God has promised never to leave us or forsake us. There’s coming a time when a day will make a difference for the better, a day between coronavirus and no coronavirus. And a day when Jesus will wipe every tear from our eyes, when there will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain.
I hope this beautiful love song will help you remember that one day can make a difference.
And one day, it will!
I’m giving away a copy of my upcoming release, Accept Me (Chapel Cove Romances book 8) to one reader who comments on this post by April 3rd.
Many thanks to Marylin Furumasu for this wonderful graphic.