The Wedding is over
The wedding is over. The gift was delivered.
I am NOT going to talk about the desperate crazed rush on Friday getting my mother ad her saintly caregiver to the hotel. I am NOT going to talk about how difficult it was for my sister to do the drive from Boston when every car between Boston and New York seem to have decided that driving south on Route 95 was just the thing to do at that moment.
I AM going to talk about how crazy happy it makes me to see that my children understand how important it is to dance at a wedding with all of your body and all of your soul. I am also going to say how wonderful it is to see the deep tie between my children and their cousins.
There were some deep splits between my mother and some of her siblings. There were parts of the family that we did not see for decades. Seeing the children and grandchildren of the warring parties dancing together with full hearts was stupendous.
I loved that we got my mother out on the dance floor.
I’m glad though to get back to regular life.
I made another hunchback dress last night in my attempt to get back to regular life.