Amanda
and Tony's anniversary will always be thought of as the first day of
what my Mom called the Perfect Weekend – that Saturday, Sunday, and
Monday of March 10th through 12th of 2012. Mom
had been so looking forward to the wedding because family was coming
to town – coming for a happy event – and she would get to see
everyone – and for most of them, it would be the last time Mom
would get to be with them because she was not well and would probably
not survive the year.
And
the wedding was everything anyone could hope for. Family had arrived
safe and sound and in good spirits. There was no drama going on. The
ceremony and reception were idyllic. And Mom was there – a part of
it all. And she observed – soaking in the aura – knowing that her
life mattered. If Mom had not been born, none of us would have been
gathered in that spot at that time for that happy occasion, in fact
many of us would not have existed at all! – that had to have made
her feel that her life had been worthwhile!
The
day after the wedding, family was still in town. Mom's three children
and our significant others and a couple of the grandchildren gathered
at her house. Mom wanted to go through old boxes in her bonus room
with us – old pictures might stir memories and maybe a story or two
that had never been heard before. We teased and goofed on each other
just like always. Mom basked in her family. We tried to get a group
shot out in the patio under the pergola – there are only a couple
of pictures from that afternoon without someone doing devil horns
over someone else's head.
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| under the pergola March 2012 |
The
weather was again beautiful, and everyone was in great spirits –
aside from the fact that we could have maybe spent a little more time
with Mom in the bonus room – the day could not have been more
perfect!
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20150311 the Perfect Weekend
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