Quite a day! One full of fun, but also reflection.
I’ve mentioned that our son and daughter are both getting married this year. First Carlos on August 6th … then Maggie on December 17th. Saying it will happen, talking about it, getting ready for it… shopping for dresses, contracting the venue, arranging for a caterer – we’ve been into that for a while. What makes today so different is that I’m starting to FEEL it.
Carlos and his lovely Jeanette will be married in Norway (that’s where she’s from…) obviously not too many folks will be on the groom’s side of the church. And we do want our family and friends from Merida to have a chance to celebrate with them; and since she is in town this week… today seemed like the very best day to have a party.
We hired a great band – an ABBA tribute band… a tribute to our Scandinavian soon-to-be daughter-in-law. “Dancing Queen”, “Chiquitita”, and “The Name of the Game” – you name it, the musical group “Mr.Back in Time” sang it; along with Salsa and Rock n’ Roll hits. I love to dance and spent a good portion of my afternoon shimmy-shaming, twisting, twirling and Congo line leading. I really have very little shame!
Cochinita Pibil – achiote marinated pork (cooked in an underground pit in the village of Tahmec); cold beer and iced wine wet the whistles; and various botanas – snacks such a black bean dip, guacamole and the crunchy sinful stuff kept up the dance floor energy. Almond cake and Jorge’s home-bottled limoncello left a sweet taste in everyone’s mouth…
Seeing my son – so happy, filled me with joy… but I couldn’t help but think back to the day (a week less than 30 years ago) when he came into our lives. A darling baby… a little boy who made us laugh… a metal music enthusiast in his teens… a university student who loved his alma mater (UNB)… an avid traveler… Our Carlos has done a lot in his three decades here on Planet Earth.
They will live for a while (at least, maybe more…) in Norway. Jeanette has a good job; he’ll attend grad school at the University of Oslo. There’s lots of excitement coming down the pike.
His first love and loyalty will be to Jeanette; this is how it should be, and I wish them as much happiness as Jorge and I have had. They’ll have highs and lows; joys and sorrows. It seems we all do. They’ll be good to, and for each other… they’ll form a new family.
But to me, he’ll always be… our bouncing baby boy.