Just when I thought I would always be the girlfriend and never the wife, my partner of six years popped the big question!
There’s a certain sigh of relief when the words “Will you marry me?” are spoken, both for the bride-to-be and the groom. For him, the nervousness of waiting to pop the question is over and for her, the relief of finally leaving behind paranoia that he “just doesn’t love me enough” lol.
In my case, both are true. We had been dating for six years. I think most people would agree that six years is a long time to date, but I say “better late than never!”
We get a lot of honeymooners, engaged couples, anniversary’s on our tour. I challenge anyone to tell me that ‘true love’ doesn’t exist. Now, don’t get me wrong, I promise not to turn into a soppy mess of cliche’s and romantic notions, BUT, indulge me for a second…
Most readers know I am a little movie buff (amongst other things), and I have watched my fair share of romantic comedies, sad love stories and feelgood love tales. The majority are corny, with endings that truly ONLY happen in Hollywood. But I can tell you that every so often, we come across couples who have been married for 50, 60, 70 and we even had a couple a few months ago that were married for 76 years! Of course, my first question to all those couples is always “What’s the secret?”, and you know what they all say? they all say the same thing! “respect each other. listen to your partner…and try hard to always do something to make your partner smile everyday!”.
Now if someone who has been married for longer than I have been alive tells me that, you can believe me I will listen to them!
I’ve also seen first hand ‘the look’ they give each other when I am asking them questions. There’s something about ‘love’ that is eternal. The couple that were married for 76 years looked at each other as if it was the first time they had seen each other. The gentleman pulled me aside later in the tour and said “the other trick is to always tell her she is right” hahahaha, so I’ll be sure to pass that tip on to my fiance 😉 But the happy truth is that ‘true love’ does exist. I’ve seen it!
Now comes all the planning, organizing and frantic craziness that is a wedding (hopefully not, but let’s be real!)
Luckily for both of us, I’m not too much of a traditionalist, but for my family’s sake, I promised my mum I would wear a white dress (hahaha) – for some reason when I spoke with her last night, she had some crazy notion that I would wear a crazy arrangement of colors for a dress – lol – my response was “Mum, I’m not Cyndi Lauper!”
The excitement of a wedding, for all involved, is huge and I look forward to sharing it all with you. Tips, recommendations, advise, do’s and don’ts list and anything you think would help are always welcome! 🙂
Right, lets see, if it is unimaginable chances are I wont be able to wrap my mind around it. Why would I want to think about something unattainable, a feeling or thought out of my restricted boundaries, perhaps setting myself up for potential failure or remorse,sadness or grief?
What is unimaginable anyway? Is it that our oceans are dying and filling with oil, global warming that will sooner or later destroy lakes and streams and cover inhabited islands. Is it unimaginable to think that we have lost half of the rain forest in the last 20 years or that in 40 years there wont be any fish left swimming? It is unimaginable to me that people still sleep in gutters by the road side and have no food or families or a hand to the nearest shelter. That floods destroy everything a person has worked for their entire life. That earthquakes can level off the lives of good people minding their own business.
Okay! Then what is equally unimaginable is that a ceramic piggy bank, named Lela, sits with her painted smile and red cross on a chefs table during a cooking tour on a speck of land in the middle of nowhere called Mazatlan, Mexico.
For an unimaginable moment in time, Lela answers prayers for Haitian victims, she re-builds schools in Chile,provides medicine and care, food and shelter for those who have lost everything in West Virginia and Nashville. This little unimaginable piggy sits and waits daily for those who reach deep,to help the less fortunate.
Because she exists help arrives!
A woman stopped me once while I laying food and water next to a sleeping bum. She said,”why bother?” I continued with my service and wondered about that. It would be unimaginable not to help him. We never know where people come from or how they end up the way they do. If we begin to exist like Lela, if we connect rather than disconnect then I am sure about one thing, doing the unimaginable for someone else we can truly begin to let us dream about the unimaginable for ourselves.
Lets take off the armor and gloves and begin to massage love and compassion back into the thread of society. Regardless how little we have, our little is an unimaginable treasure for someone else.
This little piggy went to the market…this little piggy…