My mom was finally ready to accept my gay wedding. Then she got covid.

As a Post reporter who covers the pandemic, I feared a potential superspreader event. As a son, I just wanted her there.

Perspective by
Staff writer
November 17, 2022 at 7:00 a.m. EST
Xiaoqi Li Photography; family photo; iStock; Washington Post illustration
10 min

The text from my mom appeared while I was walking across the parking lot at DSW, scrambling to find a pair of shiny black shoes for my wedding just four days away.

“Covid positive.”

I had been bracing for this moment since she casually mentioned feeling sick after attending another wedding the weekend before mine.