A few weeks ago I cut and colored a friends hair in preparation for her wedding. While she was here, I asked if it was possible to get a written transcript of what was being said. They kind of laughed and said they didn’t know as nothing much was written in stone yet.
Saturday evening, we arrived at a small church which used to be a home. It’s all new age so it’s open to new thought and to different people. I missed the service before the ceremony almost completely because a small lady with a meditation narrator voice, soft and lulling, was talking. It was out of my hearing range but she had a pleasant voice. A man spoke after her and I understood him a bit better but as soon as he turned away I lost all words. (Men’s voices are easier for my type of hearing loss.)
After the service, dinner and drinks were served. It was outside with a storm threatening. It was breezy. The groom came up to me and told me they wanted me to sit right in front of the gazebo. There were two speakers for a sound system. Sitting up front I would also be able to read lips more. Just before the ceremony I placed my FM system on a table near a speaker and plopped myself down on the grass right up front.
I heard/understood almost everything! Right when they were pronounced husband and wife, the wind gusted knocking down the table my FM transmitter was on. It was like a confirmation from mother nature. My transmitter got a little candle wax on it but survived in tact.
It was such a wonderful ceremony and it brought back teenage dreams and memories. I was so glad I made my needs known ahead of time. It worked out so well, it might become a habit!