So far this year, I am:
- becoming a grandmother
- marrying off my one and only child
- having a 25th wedding anniversary
- selling my home of 20 years to the son and fiancee'
- buying a new home (yeah, in this crazy real estate market!)
- turning the big 5 - 0.
The grandmother thing, well, that caught me off guard. It was a surprise, my son is only 22, and although he does well financially for his age, it will be a bit of a struggle for them. But I love his fiancee, and I know they will be happy together. They will be amazing parents. I'm thrilled at the prospect of being a grandmother -- I just need to think of a cool grandmother name! And I can't wait to meet my grandson, Carson, this June. I am certain he will be the most outstanding, brilliant, adorable grandchild EVER.
Which brings me to the wedding. I'm having a little trouble finding my place, as the mother of the groom. I'm a "barge in a take charge" kind of gal, and this just isn't my show to take charge of. However, I'm so genuinely excited about it and I'm having a hard time not blurting out my ideas. Sigh. It's the first time I've really thought about what it means to not have a daughter. But it's going to be a wonderful day, and other than frantically trying to lose weight for the photographically memorialized event, I'm very very happy and can't wait for the big day!
Speaking of weddings, I really can't believe my husband has stuck with me for 25 years this April. I am not the easiest person to live with. (Shocked, aren't you?) He has had his moments. Good ones mostly, but a few real stinkers. When people ask me the secret to a long marriage, the only thing I have to offer is this: Stay together even when you really, really don't want to. Not to say that I think people should stay together no matter what, but I do know that, in my case, these are the best of years and I'm so glad we're still together.
The house thing may sound crazy in this economic nightmare of a time we are living in. I realize this. Here's the thing: we live in the first house we ever bought. It's small, and affordable. We're giving them a good deal, but since there's no realtor to pay, and since our house might have never sold at full market value, I don't really think we're losing much. We're giving up a little equity, but I look at it as the same as helping with a down payment. And they will own a home with a mortgage payment less than their current rent, with a little bit of automatic equity to boot.
And finally, after years of yearning for a new home, but the time never being right for one reason or another, we find that we are both fairly secure in our jobs (and very thankful for that), and able to take advantage of an awesome buyers' market out there. We've found the perfect house, and sellers who have pretty much offered to provide free housekeeping services if we buy! We should be putting in a contract soon.
Now I know there are people out there among my tens of readers that wonder why I put "turning 50" on a list of good things. Well, I don't know why. I guess I've decided to embrace it rather than rant about it. It's coming either way, might as well embrace it. I've always planned to be a really irreverent old lady (I know, not much of a leap for me, is it?) so I'm just getting closer to being able to do that!
I just want to really enjoy all of these wonderful events and not let the stress of so much change get in the way. Fifty years on this earth have taught me a couple things, and one is -- "This too shall pass". I like to think of that about bad times, but lets face it, it applies to the good times, too. So if you hear me stressing about my abundance of joyful events, just smack me. This is about as good as it gets.
