Hello! Long time no talk. Sorry about that. These past couple of weeks has been a bit rough. Emotionally. We've had to overcome the illness that was running rampant in our home and deal with the announcement that my Mum is getting married. Deal with the announcement? you may ask. Yes.
My Dad has been gone from this life for 8 years. I took a long time to grieve his passing. He was my best friend and my greatest inspiration before my kids. He was my rock and my hero. He kept me grounded in reality when I had pipe dreams and my encouragement when I felt like I might fail in my achievable endeavours. To say that I still miss him is the understatement of the century. But I have come to terms with his passing and I know that he is proud of me from up in heaven. So now my Mum is getting married. I thought my husband and I had a whirlwind romance. Let me tell you their story.
My mum and her intended have known one another (actually our whole family has) for 40+ years. This gentleman is a very very good friend of my mum's brother for many, many years. He was my math teacher in high school and is very well known and respected in our community. About 6 years ago my mum took on a housekeeping position for this man and his wife. Now I know you're thinking uh oh. But no. They are both very strong Christians and would never entertain such thoughts. So anyway, this mans wife passed away last year. She'd fought a brave battle of illness for many years. She passed away with her family and very much loved. She passed in the spring of 2010. Just before Christmas 2010 my mum started mentioning silly little comments and gestures the gentleman was making to her and I informed her that he was testing the waters to see if she was interested in dating him. She assured me that wasn't what was happening. Well in the first or 2nd week of January she announced that they were dating. I laughed and said 'told you so!'. It wasn't 3 weeks later that she told me he was talking about marriage. It didn't surprise me. He's a few years older than mum and lonely. He'd felt alone for many years with his wife needing to be in a care facility he was, essentially, living alone. He was loyal and devoted and very much in love with his wonderful wife. He's also ready to move forward with his life. Fast forward a couple of weeks and it's Valentine's Day and the morning after I got a call from my Mum telling she was engaged and the wedding would be in August or September. Talk about a whirlwind. I'll say one thing for this guy, when he makes a decision nothing stops him.
So, now I've gone from knowing they were eventually going to get engaged and married to having to wrap my head around my mum merely dating to fully engaged and planning her wedding. Now don't misunderstand I'm thrilled beyond all belief for my mum and her beau! It's just a completely different story from knowing something is going to happen to having it become a reality before you were told it would. So I gave myself 24 hours to explore my thoughts and feelings and then delve head long into helping my Mum and her intended plan a beautiful wedding day. These two people are at a time in their lives where to find a compatible companion can be challenging and they found each other. That is a fact that makes me very happy. I get to stand beside my mum and witness her marriage and have her know that she has my full support and love. Her happiness, and no longer lonely, means the world to me and I'm blessed to be able to stand with her. So yes I had to 'deal' but it's all good when you know that your surviving parent isn't going to spend the rest of their lives alone and lonely.
So Mum, if one of your friends lets you see this, know that I love you and am so honoured to be your matron of honour, standing beside you and showing you how much I approve of this marriage.
So you're probably wondering what this has to do with adoption. Nothing. Just what's going on in my life right now. I suppose if I stretch my mind a little I could say that because I have 2 siblings, and the gentleman has 3 adult children that adoption of each other enters into it for us to become one big happy family but....no. I don't want to. I know his kids and they're lovely people and we'll all be friends eventually. But this marriage doesn't include adoption. It's just two families joining together...it's not like we're the Brady Bunch will all be living together. But I can see our family gatherings growing in number and being more fun.
So the boys are doing well. Everybody is mostly over the sickness. We have a couple of symptoms hanging on, like the cough and the sore throat, but we're mostly all good. We're working to restore order and routine and that's proving challenging for the oldest because while I was sick for the month and Daddy was sick but going to work, Nana was here looking after us all and no school work got done. He's not liking getting back into it. I'm trying to convince him that it's only a couple of weeks of work left and then he gets another break. He doesn't believe me. But I think he'll believe me when we hand in all his books and we don't make him do school work for a couple weeks again.
As for our next adoption, no news yet. :(
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