My Wish
I’ll be the first to admit, I’m a sap…..meaning, I’m sentimental and tender-hearted. The older I get, the easier it is for me to become emotional and shed tears. Maybe it’s the mother in me, but I know many can relate to those emotional ads and tv commercials that pull at your heartstrings and get you started. A few months before my son’s wedding we started talking about our mother and son dance. We originally talked about doing a fun medley of songs with choreographed moves, but after an unexpected knee injury, couldn’t pull it off and decided to just go for the traditional dance.
It was important we picked just the right song. One that could relay the feelings we had about our close relationship. I started my search and recall on more than a few occasions getting so wrapped up in the words, emotional and undoubtedly, I’d always end up teary-eyed. Not out of sadness, rather of what we shared over the years; I mean after all, I loved him first.
We’d often compare notes and I’d suggest a few possibilities and so would he, then we’d both listen to the songs in our own time. After much review, Andrew asked me to give him my top three and he would pick the one for us. One song kept running through my mind and I knew it would be the one he would pick.
It was, BINGO…..we had it. Now we just needed to practice together a few times. Well……good in theory, just not good in execution. Both our schedules were extremely busy and time got away from us. Before we realized, it was two days before the wedding and we hadn’t practiced a single step……gasp.
We were in a do-or-die situation, and stopped on my way home from running several errands, as he was busy in his own last minute preparations. The bride-to-be’s father had also planned to come over that night so they could practice their dance as well.
Our dance floor became around the center island in the kitchen, that extended into the living room. We decided the two-step would be the easiest to master as we watched videos. If someone would have been peeking through the window, I’m positive it would have been comical to witness. Andrew was serious and I was just trying to keep count….lol. We decided we needed to mix it up and threw in three, what we thought were awesome moves…HAHA. A single spin, a double-spin and a super-duper, they won’t know what hit them, double-spin in opposite twirls, move. We even had the start of the song; what-do-you-do-when-you-first-get-on-the-dance-floor move. After a few more practice run-throughs, I had to head home and we would hope for the best.
Wouldn’t you know, at the wedding, as the song started and he led me to the dance floor, we started our first move and both of us went blank and couldn’t remember what we were supposed to do….no words. We had to fake the rest of the dance…..quick, quick, slow…slow. I do remember Andrew throwing in a few of the moves and thankfully, I went with them. It was a special and fun mother/son moment between us.
Andrew, in the lyrics of the song……My wish for you, is that life becomes all that you want it to. Your dreams stay big and your worries stay small, you never carry more than you can hold, and while you’re out there getting to where you’re getting to, I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too. Yeah, this, is my wish (My Wish by Rascal Flatts). What’s the wish for your children?
xoxox……Mom