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It seems like this is going to be the way it is for the time being. Blogging every other day just fits right now. Maybe after the wedding I can get back to the daily blogging.
It is less then a month until The Wedding. I started the pre-packing. Ironing clothing and polishing shoes. Making sure I have stockings and bug spray bought, checking hems for loose threads, you know what I mean. I don’t want to have to run around like a chicken without a head and miss enjoying what is going on while I‘m there.
I am having a bit of trouble not going to the place where I imagine what my son’s wedding might have been like. I can do that after my daughter’s wedding is over if I like. But still it is hard. They spent so much of the time as kids together that most of my memories of one involve the other. When I think about how the wedding next month will go, I see him standing in line to come down the isle with the rest of the groomsmen.
One year for Halloween, he even was the groom to her bride, even though we put a pack of cards in his pocket and an ace up his sleeve so if his friends saw him he could tell them he was a river boat gambler in his suit and top hat.
I’ve been finding myself listening to a lot of the music from the 70’s lately. The kids where little and happy then. The frolic years. Full of growing and exploring the world at large, learning and challenging both themselves and what was around them. Starting out on the path ahead.
Life, love and laughter. Watching my daughter prepare to pass through the gates of marriage into the future with the man she loves. I wish them the best of everything life has to offer. But mostly I hope that they take the time not to miss the regular days. Those are the days that are the foundation and glue of the whole thing. The surprise memories will live there.
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The "surprise memories" -- I like that. Yes, it's the regular days that are filled with the best stuff sometimes. Big hugs to you!
it's lovely to read about your fine memories. My son and his younger sister were also very close, and did everything together. so much so that when he realised his sister was having a baby, it wasn't long before he round himself a lovely girl, settled down, and had a son of his own, born only 2 days before his niece's 2nd birthday.
It must be hard to know that you will never see that with your son. But great that you have such a wonderful daughter, and a wonderfully happy occasion to look forward to. Enjoy! :)
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