YAY! I like today. I like it a lot.

John and I had a lot of outstanding issues this week, the lost packages for instance, questions about boats and weddings, things we needed more of or were missing, it seems as if last night everything came together, everything arrived and BOOM! We’re back to even.

I have step-grandmother. My grandfather died many years ago, oh maybe in 94 or something? Anyway, my grandfather loved me very much, and I him. I never got to know him that well, but my memories of him are very fond and he was such a classic grandfather – big hairy eyebrows, handsome smiling face – we had an affinity for each other.

So anyway, his wife, my step-grandmother is still alive and kicking at ninety some odd years old, she’s a force she is and she’s coming to the wedding. I haven’t spoken to her in many years, not out of any bad feelings or anything, but she’s a step grandmother, how much contact is there really?

When she asked me what I wanted for a wedding present, I told her I wanted a picture of Grandpa, I don’t have one at all, nothing and I have some distinct memories in my head of him, of pictures of him too…I thought maybe she had something she could send, a photograph or something.

So…anyway, she has one in mind, the family is searching for it, but the lost package I keep referring to is from her and she told me it was not the wedding present, but a birthday present.
The package was sent to the wrong address.blah blah, they found it and I picked it up at the post office yesterday…

She made me (this ninety something year old woman) a binder filled with info about Grandpa, his life, their life together, articles and speeches (he was quite rich and well known my handsome grandpa) and there are pictures, so many pictures.

And they just ….got me. I really haven’t seen his face in so many years, and to see him in this book…well I just started crying a bit…I’m crying a bit now. I had no idea he was still in my heart so much, more than 10 years since he’s been gone and again, I never knew him very well, but I can hear his voice and see him with his cloudy eyes and big full white mustache and I can remember his fondness for me.

And this I believe, is the joy of getting married. This is the joy of a wedding, not napkins and favors, but the family getting together, remembering times past and people who should be here, and thanking our lucky stars that we have each other and love each other and that we all get to have a party to prove it.

Happy Friday!