Bossy Mom of Groom
A year and a half ago, I got good at speaking up for myself. I had the cancer excuse, which allowed me to put myself first sometimes. In this photo at Chali and Scott's wedding, I look a little bossy/sassy... the way I'm hanging onto that boy of mine. (That's really just how the photographer posed me.) I kind of wish I'd been a bossier mom at that moment and made a few photo suggestions. But I was enjoying the moment.
With the Parents
But besides the family poses and the Mother/Son dance, I don't recall a moment when Scott and I were near each other. If only I'd thought it through before, I would have been a bossy Mom-of-Groom and dashed up to him at some point. I could have grabbed someone and asked, "Hey! Would you take a pic of us and text it to me!" So simple. Why didn't I?
So if that's my biggest complaint after a spectacular wedding weekend, then I'm one lucky mom! 13 months ago, I would have been delighted if I'd had a glimpse of the future, so I could know how beautiful the special day would be.
It's funny to think back to the warm October day in 2016, when we arrived at Vista West Ranch. The four of us were hot and weary after 2 days of wedding venue shopping. I had recently completed chemo, but was still dragging. My wig was itchy and it was hard to imagine playing a mother-of-the groom role in a year. I snapped a photo of Scott and Chali by the rusty car, before we left. During the drive home I sat in back and patted Lola and wondered about the year ahead.
Now a year has passed and the the wedding is behind us. Both Chali and Scott made my role of Mom of Groom a wonderful experience. Now I have one more title to add to my collection. Like being a parent or even a cancer survivor, I can now hand out advice. When my friends approach the marriages of their kids, I'll have this to say...
"Don't be bossy, but do pleasantly insist if there's something special you want!" Of course it helps to know what that might be, BEFORE the wedding. But now at least I do know. I can take my own advice in 4 months when I'm Mom of the Bride. I'll make sure to grab a moment in all the busy-ness, to get a couple special photos.
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!