My mom, married.

13 years. That’s a long time to wait to explore a new life.  I know she did it mostly because of my brother and I.  Truth is, it was a little weird when she told us she was going to get remarried.  I don’t know how else to explain it.  If Dad was still here they would still be married. He is not and he hasn’t been here for a long time. If anyone understands that, it should be me.  13 years is a long, long time.  So when you dig down to the center of yourself you’d know he’d want her to be happy. It didn’t take us very long to dig down to know that’s what we wanted too.   For a long time she had to be both parents to us and she still smiled, but you could see a little something there that was missing. It was that part of you smile that  tucks away at the corner  of your mouth. that part of your smile,  that pulls your bottom lip almost plum past the top. She smiled, sure, but it had been a long time since we’d seen that tucked away smile. So when she started dating Junior again, the hidden smile,  came back out. It was more than time.   I know sometimes she may have a hard time believing us, but we really are happy, because Junior is a good, good man, and he is good to my mom.   It’s been a big year. Our family has grown by a countless number of people.  Adding is better than subtracting(unless we are counting pounds here).  Thank you Junior for finding that smile. We love ya, mom!

We dug in full force planning the wedding and I’m bossy so I had fun. I will say it was hard being wedding dictator and photographer at  the same time, but here is a little glimpse into The Rooker’s big day.


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