Now, this is a tightrope to walk to explain: my family
aren’t flint-hearted villains who don’t want me to be happy, and I’m not the
kind of guy who’d be devastated and would break it off if they didn’t approve
or couldn’t be happy for me. But if the
family isn’t happy for me, then there’s probably something I’m not seeing or
considering, that love is blindsiding me to.
So I was a little concerned as to how the week would go.
And it was a hectic week.
The main purpose of the visit wasn’t for them to meet my fiancée, but to
attend my little sister’s wedding. And
also, my brother was in town with his wife and kids, and while I’d met them, my
other siblings hadn’t. So this was a
full plate for the family, and we could very easily have gotten lost in the
shuffle.
In some ways we did.
We stayed in a hotel since the aforementioned brother and family were
staying with my parents, so we were separated from the family in that way. And much of the time was spent seeing sights
that at one time or another meant a lot to me.
Still there was time for the family, all four siblings and almost all my
nieces and nephews (and one smelly rat disguised as a dog). I don’t know which sibling got to know my
fiancée best, or if my parents got that chance the most.
All I can really tell you is the results: one brother said
he would start calling my fiancée “sis”; the other brother said he’s never seen
me happier than I am with her, one sibling has added her as a Facebook friend
(as did the sister’s fiancée and two of her children), the other sister….well
she ‘s the one that got married, so let’s let the lovebirds finish honeymooning
first, shall we? (Though the new
bro-in-law has also friended her on FB too).
As for my parents?
Well, they’re parents. They have
concerns a-plenty. Most of it entails
either the legal falderal that awaits us or things that are directly affected
by aforementioned falderal. They're happy for me though, and they're looking forward to our wedding.
Normally when I post to this blog, I try to have something
learned along the way, or something important to say. I don’t know if I have that this time. I learned some things this past week sure,
but nothing too grandiose that could be the moral lesson on an episode of
“South Park” or anything like that. To
be honest, I’m not sure what to make of the whole experience. I really wish I’d had more time to spend with
my siblings to get them to know my fiancée better. And the major upside of it all is that we
feel ready to start planning our wedding, hopefully in April,
So um.. I guess the moral is get your passports renewed,
because it’ll probably be in Canada.
