Sun streamed through the blinds in our bedroom at Sumas Mountain Lodge as I tiptoed out the door seeking breakfast. We’ve stayed at this rustic hotel many times before, but apparently our previous visits had taken place on the weekend. The ground floor restaurant, Bob’s Burgers and Brew, apparently did not serve breakfast on weekday mornings. And so that is how I found myself eating a breakfast of microwaved oatmeal on my wedding day in a gas station in Sumas Washington, suitcase in tow.
A few months ago, my sister Bethany asked if I wanted a bridal shower or bachelorette party before the wedding. So far, my focus has been on ensuring that the wedding is as simple and stress-free as possible. The idea of playing tedious parlor games or traipsing around in a veil and a tiara had me breaking into a cold sweat. No, thank you.
We sit with our backs against a rock, holding hands and watching the shadows lengthen. Mt. Baker rises majestically behind us and Mt. Shuksan towers before us, its ragged top obscured by clouds. We had considered hiking further but aren’t prepared to face the snow hugging the steep trail ahead. So we stop and sit companionably in silence, drinking in the view and the soft afternoon light.