It is a day that holds a special place in my heart, because it is the day that I took the name of the Papa and the Babes and became his wife. Our wedding, was awesome, in my opinion. (Links to the wedding can be found here, here, and here). We decided to have our wedding on this day for several reasons:
- It is ultimately the best day of the year- the ushering in of the dead and colliding of worlds: Samhain (sow-in) - the day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31 they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth. In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter. (taken from the historychannel website).
- We get to dress up and transform.
- The Babes can celebrate and the day becomes about the fun. It distracts from the commercialism of the anniversary. No dinner date to be planned or waiting in the wings for a sparkly gift. Just utter fun!!
This year we spent the month decorating the home with black paper bats, spider webs, dolls, pumpkins. This Mama decided to stay home and be with the sleeping Littlest of Babes. For a holiday that I absolutely love and adore, I absolutely DETEST trick or treating. There is something about knocking on the door of a stranger and begging for something that will attack my immune system that I am just not into. So, the Papa took the Mermaid Babes on the candy hunt.
(NOTE: we are vegan so to be clear: Gnomes will collect the candy to insulate their homes for winter and leave a literary and vegan treat)
The Papa arrived home at 7 o'clock after being away since before the sun rose. He was exhausted but ever so excited to take out his Babes. We did not really see each other and he fell asleep. Anniversary ended. It was a bit defeating. Although we had exchanged our handmade traditional gifts (COTTON for Second Year Anniversary - so we embroidered our own hankerchiefs from recycled fabric) the night before, I just yearned to tell my best friend and love of my life how much he meant to me, but he fell asleep before I had the chance.
We exchange these words everyday, but I associate (society associates?) so much meaning with the DAY, that I in turn felt the day pass without meaning.
So today I try to look past the exhaustion and disconnection that we both feel. We acknowledge the difficulty with a lengthy commute, tired eyes and adjustment to a life with three Babes. We remember we love in each other.
To our today and future tomorrows
xoxox
The Mama
xoxox
