Today was a momentous occasion for two of my friends. They were finally able to get married. Why the big deal? They’re two women who happen to fall madly in love with each other, went through many challenging family situations and still wanted to share their commitment and love with each other and the world.
They’re not oblivious to the trials of marriage and their lifestyle but when you meet them you can’t help but we drawn into their warm circle of love and friendship. There was not a dry eye in the room when they said their self penned vows to each other. The hubs and I both squeezed each other’s hands and we made it our moment as well to reaffirm our love to each other.
I should have a picture to share with you but unfortunately you will have to take my word for it. My lovely teen knows I’m not a morning person. Never have been and certainly don’t want to be. But back to my point.
My teen and I have been experiencing some growing pains (more her than me) and so in an effort to energize our bond, she invited me to walk with her on mornings on her way to the bus stop at 6:30 am😓.
The first couple of weeks were challenging as I dragged myself out of bed, put on sweats and my hoodie and mumbled out of the house. No talking!!
I have been anticipating those walks, marveling at the scent of the early morning scent of the flowers, the quietness of our neighborhood and the time with her. I listen as she talks about her classes, her classmates and all the little nuances that take precedence in a young teens life. Every now and then she will ask some random question about my childhood.
Yes, we are walking and talking, sharing moments that are dear to me and I hope will be a happy memory for her. I am etching these moments to memory so when the weather is brutally cold, I can warm my thoughts with the first set of words I hear every morning “Good Morning, Mom! Are you walking with me today?” And I rise so we can walk.
It’s awfully late and Lord knows I should be in bed asleep but I’m having a dance with insomnia. I’ve got to be up in less than 5 hours and the impending crankiness is not helping me fall asleep. This whining isn’t helping either so it’s another cup of soothing tea, my trusty sleep app (it’s normally very persuasive) and ….. Zzz
It’s been a while since the hubs and I had date night. Our kids usually try to tag along but this night was non negotiable. He was taking me to see one of my movie idols Denzel Washington in The Equalizer.
Denzel didn’t fail and we enjoyed the movie Afterwards hubby and I discussed the plot and storyline over late night snacks. Great night. We got to rejuvenate our relationship and have some fun but all I can really remember with his arm entwined with mine during the movie, is how lucky I am to be loved by my own Equalizer. Ain’t love grand?
October is one of my most favorite months even though I’m a bonafide summer baby. I got married in October some years ago to an amazing man who still thinks I am the IT girl (not in the tech way). My parents got married in October as well.
Their relationship had its challenges and so October has some bittersweet moments. There is not any more than I can share at this time but the results have had a definite effect on my life.
I hope the conversation about domestic abuse continues and that changes, policies and education progresses. The most popular color for October is pink but there is room for purple not only this month but every day of the year.
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