Today my partner and I drove to a lovely park and had a Mother’s Day picnic with my extended family. We did this on Mother’s Day for the very first time last year, and had such a blast that we decided to repeat the occasion.
There was so much food, and even some Indian food. My family has been mixing American food with Indian food on holidays and birthdays for as long as I can remember.
Being around my Mom today felt really great. She looks good, and happy, and full. The family ate, and talked, and caught up on each others lives while talking politics and Baltimore.
My Mother pulled me off to the side at one point so we could talk about wedding things. I updated her on everything we’ve gotten done lately, which is so much, and which I feel really great about.
As of this weekend we completed both our registries, got both bridesmaids to purchase their flower girl dresses, and four of our bridesmaids have bought their dresses! We set a date to get our marriage license, we checked my passport expiration date, and we looked up the process of changing one’s last name.
After the picnic my parter and I drove back to my parents house where my Mom gave us a really decent office chair. My partner is about to start working from home full-time, and my parents have saved us the cost of a really good chair!
My Mom gave us information on getting a prenuptial. We stayed and visited with her and my Dad for a bit.
I’m so grateful for my Mother, and the life that she’s given me. She put me in ballet for 13 years, she taught me how to drive. She taught me how to play the piano, and how to manage my money. She took care of me like a baby again when I had a motorcycle accident four years ago.
I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am without her. Everything I have, and everything I hold precious and dear I can trace back to her.
It took her a decade to fully accept my sexuality, and when I first got engaged two years ago she was more than unhappy. She’s leapt over a mountain in the last two years, and now she’s happily and enthusiastically helping me plan and pay for this wedding.
I hope to spend many, many more Mother’s days with her. Maybe one day I’ll be a mother, and she’ll be a happy grandmother.