Only A Week Away!

Hi!

Do you see the one with the stunning pink glass frames and lovely green scarf/toque ensemble? The hatless one not-so-successfully giving her "baby" a piggyback ride?

Well, that one is getting married in exactly one week.


The one posing with her? Her maid of honour.


How is this even possible?



 As your kids are growing up, your only wish for them is to be happy and healthy, and have a good life. As you change diapers, give baths, sing to sleep, read stories, play hide-and not so seek, chaperon school dances, drive to different sporting events, wipe tears, have long talks, try to explain bullying, teach kindness, acceptance, sharing, and compromise, this remains your most heartfelt wish.

Why is it, then, that a small part of you feels and bit saddened when your wish is granted? Why is there even a hint of bitter with the sweet?

After all this is what you hoped for, dreamed of, and so desperately wanted for your kid.

I'm thinking that somehow, this, getting married, is the final step in making it official. The last step, in becoming a full fledged adult. They have taken that leap of faith and love. They have met their someone, and are committing to them for the rest of their lives. Like I did, like we did, some 28 years ago.


I know, I know, they've been adults for a while now, all of them. They have been independent, successful in their careers, bought houses, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, I know. But, for some reason, this just feels a bit.... different.

I am aware that this may not make a lot of sense. I don't think it has to. It just is.


So after a busy week at the shop and running some next to last minute wedding errands, I'm kinda runnin' on fumes. So please forgive the briefness of this week's ramblings, and maybe the extra rambliness (new word)!


As for the next few days? Well, I think you can probably take a pretty solid guess as to what I'll be up to.



For now, I'll leave you with this wish...............


May sleep envelope you deeply, and release you only when you are fully restored.
May you have some day left at the end of your tasks, time to relax, maybe even get bored.

May everything fall into place, with but a slight nudge to set it where it needs to be.
May it all go as they have dreamed and worked for, the best day ever, where "I" becomes "we".



Well folks that about does it for this week.



Until next time..............



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