It’s wedding week, my friends and, as Hannah said yesterday, it’s GO TIME.
Up until the end of June, anyone traveling to Iceland had to be tested at the airport upon arrival and quarantine until they had a negative test result. They dropped that requirement at the beginning of July so we were very excited about not having to cross that hurdle. And then they reinstated a new rule, effective July 27th, that you have to present a negative test result, from a test less than 72 hours before arrival, in order to travel to Iceland. Hannah and Mikey have had several discussions about how they would handle someone testing positive and they had ultimately decided they would need to postpone if it was a parent or member of the wedding party. At least, I think that’s what they had decided.
I spent the last week feeling so anxious about the need to be tested for COVID yesterday. Worried that I’d be the only one who tested positive and having to force my daughter to make a difficult decision. Worried that it was the universe punishing me for not being 100% excited about this plan to get married in Iceland back when they first said that’s what they wanted to do. Worried, frankly, that I wasn’t worthy of attending because thinking I’m not worthy of good things is a lifelong struggle.
The good news, though, is that everyone tested negative yesterday! I cried tears of happiness and relief when the call came in and released the breath I had been holding all week. And then I started packing and making lists and really allowing myself to get excited.
So. In summary, we’re off to Iceland for a week tomorrow. The wedding is Saturday. The weather forecast looks perfect. I’m incredibly grateful for science. Follow me on Instagram for photos because I won’t be posting on the blog again until we’re back.
And send these two all the good juju for a long and happy life together.