It's finally hitting home for everyone.
I arrived on Sunday after a long LONG flight (sat on the runway fo 3 hours..oh dear).
D's parents were waiting for us at the airport. The minute we saw them, it was like we'd never been away.
Once we arrived back to their house, I called my mom just to let her know that I made safely.
She doesn't like flying herself and would tend to be a worryer - guess that's where I get it from - so she was going on the assumption that no news is good news.
But the minute she heard my voice, there was a sigh of relief in her giddy hello.
I asked her how she was and immediately, with a lump in her throat, she said she was getting quite a bit emotional. She was taken aback, she said, by all these emotions that began flooding out of her.
Maybe it was my voice, one that she's so used to hearing in a different time zone, now feet planted on the ground in Canada, here specifically for this event our family has been planning for.
It's finally here. I'm finally here. In no way am I suggesting I am THAT key of a component for this event but it's just the fact that being here means it must be close, other wise, what is the girl from Belfast city doing back home?
I said goodbye to my mom, told her she should not stop herself from crying as she often does but embrace it as soon, it would be all over. I also let her know that this is completely normal, although how I know anything about being a mother of a daughter who's getting married I don't know but I know that's what my mom needed to hear and from observational experience, I know it's true.
I got on the horn to my sister - who had just had her last stagette the Saturday night before. She sounded in good form, unlike FBIL (future-brother-in-law) who was completely spent on the couch form his final stag party. I could hear his voice in the background, just barely audible. Oh dear.
She sounded so calm. Content. Happy. Not yet nervous. And so so prepared.
As an event planner myself, there are benefits to planning your own wedding. You are used to the fact that a week before the event, there are some things that you can no longer control and you just have to go with them.
The event planner in C is helping her enjoy these last couple of days, knowing that the few bits and pieces that need to be done can easily be sorted. Can easily be organised. Because there is always a way.
And you might as well enjoy the journey just as much as the destination.
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Tomorrow: Family partying begins with my dad's side of the family hosting the big event.
I arrived on Sunday after a long LONG flight (sat on the runway fo 3 hours..oh dear).
D's parents were waiting for us at the airport. The minute we saw them, it was like we'd never been away.
Once we arrived back to their house, I called my mom just to let her know that I made safely.
She doesn't like flying herself and would tend to be a worryer - guess that's where I get it from - so she was going on the assumption that no news is good news.
But the minute she heard my voice, there was a sigh of relief in her giddy hello.
I asked her how she was and immediately, with a lump in her throat, she said she was getting quite a bit emotional. She was taken aback, she said, by all these emotions that began flooding out of her.
Maybe it was my voice, one that she's so used to hearing in a different time zone, now feet planted on the ground in Canada, here specifically for this event our family has been planning for.
It's finally here. I'm finally here. In no way am I suggesting I am THAT key of a component for this event but it's just the fact that being here means it must be close, other wise, what is the girl from Belfast city doing back home?
I said goodbye to my mom, told her she should not stop herself from crying as she often does but embrace it as soon, it would be all over. I also let her know that this is completely normal, although how I know anything about being a mother of a daughter who's getting married I don't know but I know that's what my mom needed to hear and from observational experience, I know it's true.
I got on the horn to my sister - who had just had her last stagette the Saturday night before. She sounded in good form, unlike FBIL (future-brother-in-law) who was completely spent on the couch form his final stag party. I could hear his voice in the background, just barely audible. Oh dear.
She sounded so calm. Content. Happy. Not yet nervous. And so so prepared.
As an event planner myself, there are benefits to planning your own wedding. You are used to the fact that a week before the event, there are some things that you can no longer control and you just have to go with them.
The event planner in C is helping her enjoy these last couple of days, knowing that the few bits and pieces that need to be done can easily be sorted. Can easily be organised. Because there is always a way.
And you might as well enjoy the journey just as much as the destination.
****
Tomorrow: Family partying begins with my dad's side of the family hosting the big event.
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