Six Sentence Stories – Rush

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“Don’t be in such a rush,” he said as he gently, but firmly, tugged her arm to slow her pace.

“We’re going to run out of time and he timed it a certain way.”

“Nah…all the time in the world. See all these people just looking at you, smiling at you? Let’s enjoy the little stroll, that’s it…nice and slow.”

There was no arguing with him and so they strolled, reaching her waiting groom on the very last note of the bridal fanfare.


Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

24 thoughts on “Six Sentence Stories – Rush

  1. Afterwards (as was the case with both my wife and I) we could recall so little of our ceremony and what was said probably because the culmination of the wedding service was the last piece of the jigsaw that we had been working on for so long! I enjoyed your piece very much.

    1. I think that is true for many people – there are so many details, so much to do, and it’s hard to take in every moment of it. I remember hearing one or two things on the videotape of our ceremony and thinking “did that happen? really?” Thanks for reading!

  2. Isn’t it amazing how one sentence (your first one for example) can start up so many questions? Sign of a great story! Thanks for joining Lisa! Surely this idea didn’t come from the garage? Did it?

  3. A lovely story, Lisa. I imagine the bride, a jumble of nerves, ready to “get this done”. And the calm patience of her father, there, at just the right time, offering her to savor the moment of the walk down the aisle. And the exhale, and the smile. Nicely done!

    1. You’re close, Val. The patient escort was my Grandfather. And the reason we needed to hurry was because my Hub arranged the bridal processional specifically for our wedding. The music was timed perfectly – each bridesmaid had a particular phrase of the music to start her walk and a special fanfare was added for when the bride – me – entered and began the walk down the aisle. But my Grandfather and the pastor got involved and goofed up the timing that had been so particularly rehearsed. So the bridal fanfare happened for my matron of honor and flower girl and we nearly ran out of music! Yes, he did want me to savor the moment, but he didn’t quite understand that things were not going as planned because of his desire to do so! 😀

  4. I got it! I’m excited that I figured out the setting before your cue! I always rush. Always. But my dad does too so I’m not sure he’d have slowed me down. 🙂

  5. Aww. This is sweet! The story, paired with the comments thus far, makes me smile. I get the reason for the rush, but your grandfather was wise. How sweet. Enjoy the moment. . . Beautiful, Lisa! 😉

    1. You know, I would love to know exactly what he was thinking then. Probably something along the lines of what he always told us growing up: Life’s short; enjoy the journey you’re on. Thanks for the kind words!

  6. This made me smile… all the planning that goes into weddings and still at the final hour things will work out as they do… I’m so glad you made it to that waiting groom in time for the “I do’s” and are turning it into a “happily ever after” story!

    1. Isn’t that the truth, Josie? Events like that have a way of unfolding in unexpected ways. But I think those moments are the ones that make the real memories. So here we are eleven and a half years later…just got done screaming at him to stop snoring in his geek world downstairs and go to bed. Yup, sounds pretty happily-ever-after. 🙂 <3

    1. OH we had quite a bit of tension that day, too…fear of an unwanted guest showing up (long story), a lost groom, a lost sister-in-law, sick bride and groom. These are the things, though, that make the stories and memories both sweet and hilarious later. 😀 Sorry about the tense in-laws, though – that is absolutely not a fun way to start a life together.

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