Not My Greek Wedding

Prologue

I turn the invitation over in my hand for the umpteenth time as my mind drifts to the prospect of spending time on the idyllic island of Santorini.

It arrived in the post last week, the thick, white embossed card adorned with gold lettering, that suggests a no-expense-spared wedding.

I think it is so much nicer to receive an invitation through the post rather than one delivered by email, although I guess a good friend would always post a hand-written invitation.

The wedding invitation is from my oldest friend, Tasha, and the plus-one invite makes my heart sink for a second, as I have no significant other in my life right now. I do have someone in mind who will hopefully be able to join me though.

I’m thrilled for my best friend, I really am, and I am so looking forward to seeing her marry her best friend, Owen. It may sound a little selfish of me, but I hope I am not surrounded by too many loved-up couples while my own heart is still healing.

Santorini though! I had better get browsing some out-of-season sales for an outfit given my current, not so great, financial situation.

And you never know, I might be gifted an outfit from a clothing retailer – as I often am – that might be suitable for a wedding.

In return I can promote it on my ever-growing TikTok account.

I must start planning something soon, as the wedding is only a month away and time seems to be racing by.

If I’m honest, I am not sure why that is as I find myself with a lot more time on my hands these days.

At least I now have something marked on the calendar that I can look forward to though.

The opportunity for a holiday in Greece and a chance to have a catch-up with my oldest friend is something I am truly grateful for.