Weddings are stressful — not just emotionally, but logistically. One of the many things you have to plan? Accommodations for out-of-town guests.
My parents were traveling from another state for our big day. We had a block of rooms reserved at a mid-range hotel near the venue — nothing fancy, but comfortable, clean, and within budget.
I assumed my husband had taken care of everything when he said, “Don’t worry, I got your parents set up.”
So imagine my surprise when they pulled me aside on the morning of the rehearsal dinner and said, “Honey… where exactly are we staying?”
I handed them their room key — only to see confusion wash over their faces.
“Oh,” my mom said, looking at the hotel name. “We’re actually staying at a different place.”
Turns out, my husband had booked them at a budget motel across town — one that didn’t even have a restaurant or proper breakfast service. It wasn’t unsafe, but it was definitely not what I’d arranged for the rest of our family.
I was stunned.
When I confronted him later, he shrugged and said, “It’s just a place to sleep. They didn’t need anything nicer.”
That’s when I realized this wasn’t just about money — it was about respect.
I love my husband deeply, but I also love my parents. And the idea that he would choose to house them in a clearly lesser-quality location without even asking me felt dismissive — especially since I had already made arrangements.
The situation took a turn when my dad, who has health issues, ended up getting sick during the weekend. The lack of amenities and poor mattress quality didn’t help — and honestly, I couldn’t stop feeling guilty.
Later that night, after the wedding was over and emotions had settled, we had a serious conversation.
I told him how hurt I felt — not because of the hotel itself, but because he made a decision that affected people I love without talking to me first. He admitted he thought he was being practical, but now understood how it came off as disrespectful.
We agreed on something moving forward: when it comes to decisions involving my family, we make them together.
And guess what?
Next time, my parents are getting the best room in the house.