Officially Empty nest

  • Posted by Buck
  • May 30, 2007

Well. I made it through my daughters wedding on Saturday night. All of the worry and work and planning that was done by my wife and daughter paid off. It went over even better than we had hoped. But when the food and the alcohol is free and the place is air conditioned what can the guests possibly complain about? And take my word for it. An open bar at a wedding is the gift that keeps on giving. Before the night was over I believe everybody there had danced at least once and some never came off the floor except to take another drink. It was glorious.

I find it hard to believe that it is already Wednesday. The last 5 days just seem to have disappeared in a flurry of activity.

I have tried to keep up with what is going on in the world but I find myself caring less and less. I am struggling to figure out if that is a good or a bad thing. I am sure there is a balance. It is just a matter of finding it.

With both of my daughters grown and married now I still do not have the sense of relief that I always thought I would have. They are both still the first thing I think about when I get up in the morning and the last thing I am thinking about when I go to bed. I have accepted the fact that they will always be my little girls. I just can’t see them any other way.

It’s me and mama now. We have come full circle. I feel sure that grandchildren are in the cards but I honestly would like to have about 10 years to decompress.

But I will play whatever cards I am dealt. I always have. What else can you do?

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Written by:
smijer
Posted on:
May 30, 2007 at 3:13 pm

Bless your heart. Congratulations on the wedding. Here’s my hopes that the years following it will be just as successful. Cheers! :)

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Written by:
RW
Posted on:
May 30, 2007 at 4:22 pm

My little girl will be 10 in August and while I know and eventually hope that she’ll find the soul mate that has completed my life I simply cannot fathom a day without her being a member of our home. Oh, well, we’re still many years away from that, if statistics are correct.

Woe be unto the pimply faced punk that knocks on my door in about 6 years, to find a grim-faced and by then (again, hopefully) 6′5″ 245 lb. father asking what his intentions are. It will not be a pretty site, I assure you.

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Written by:
Buck
Posted on:
May 31, 2007 at 1:44 pm

When I first found out my wife was pregnant almost 23 years ago I had a friend tell me that I had better hope it was going to be a boy. When I asked why he told me “well, with a little boy you only have one dick to worry about. When you have a little girl you have to worry about every dick in the neighborhood.”

I wound up with two girls. And when you have daughters you learn to love women in a whole new way. I don’t know if you can ever fully appreciate your wife unless you have had daughters.

Your time is coming Ricky. And you don’t have to ask what his intentions are. You know that going in.

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RW
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May 31, 2007 at 3:59 pm

I met my wife back in 1982, when we were both 15.
To this date I’ve never shared a cross word with either of her parents. Not a single one.

And you don’t have to ask what his intentions are. You know that going in.

Those can be blunted, my friend. For example, the first time I drove down the lane in a basketball game my intention was to score a layup; then I saw the big dude guarding the basket, so I backed off and settled for a jumper. The teenager will quickly be advised about the virtues of jump-shooting.

Hey, elbows can fly under the basket.

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Written by:
Buck
Posted on:
June 1, 2007 at 11:42 am

The first words out of my father-in-laws mouth when he found out his daughter was marrying me were “the least you could do is marry somebody that could support you!” And he was talking to his daugher of course.

I started to tell him that John D. Rockefeller was already dead. But I sat quietly and smiled as is my custom. So I guess it could be said that I have had no cross words with them either.

Since that time her parents have been as close to me as my own. As her mother told me at the time, “one of these days you will understand son”.

And now I do.

Hey, elbows can fly under the basket.

As well they should my friend.