The Reception – concluding my chat from Saturday

as I seem to be in chat mode still.

I tried to write this in poetic form – but struggled.
After my nephews wedding yesterday this is how the day and night panned out.

At first there was reluctance, the day had been very tiring for both mum and Pop as they had to do quite a bit of walking around the park. Later that afternoon, Pop phoned saying they were exhausted and didn’t want to go to the Reception. I pleaded with them to try as they had missed their other grandsons wedding (as dad had had a fall). Within an hour Pop phoned back saying they would go. Mr. S an I drove to pick them up and took Pop’s walker to make it easier for him.

I held mums hand walking up the slight inclined pavers to the building, she was unsteady on her feet. Mr. S saw to Pop. We got in the lift and went upstairs. Greeting everyone with the rest of the family so happy that they were able to make it, we took our seats.

Meals were served, I cut up Pops and got a spoon for him to eat it, as he has trouble with a knife and fork, due to his shaking.

I was sitting opposite him, with my youngest nephew’s new bride ‘Em’ (who is pregnant btw – so I’m to be a great Aunty in September..oh no wait August) as low and behold my nephew who got married yesterday, his bride ‘D’ is also pregnant.

As I watched Pop struggling to get the food into his mouth, Β the tears started, so I got up and went outside, followed by ‘Em’in hot pursuit. She gave me a hug, with me blubbering how hard it is to witness them like this.

Back inside and under control, the music started playing. Mum loves dancing, has complained for the last few years how she hasn’t been able to, ‘G’ my ex was also there with his wife (we have been divorced for over 15 years and his ‘new wife’ is lovely) we get along very well and I still have quite a good relationship with my ex.

I got up to dance and went around to Pop and said “Want a slow shuffle around the floor with your daughter”? The look in his eyes, almost started me crying once more. I helped him out of his seat and we walked slowly to the floor. We didn’t waltz like we used to, we didn’t do the polka or rock and roll. We held hands and I slowly moved around with him. He said “Ginger (my nickname) what will I do without you – thank you”. He didn’t see my tears behind his shoulder.

Then I looked up and my ex had asked mum to dance and she was in 7th heaven, laughing and getting her groove on like she used to, but a bit slower pace. She actually surprised me how well she did. So ‘G’ danced with her through 4 or 5 numbers and my sister in law came up and danced with me and Pop and it was beautiful.

The night ended about 11 as they were exhausted and we drove them home. I undressed Pop and put him in his pyjamas…another big hug and a thank you from both of us, for them being able to go, for me helping him and dancing with him. Mum was still on cloud 9, as she had missed dancing so much and was so happy that I persuaded them to go. They were happy, I was happy they could go and that I could dance once more with my beloved Pop.

In case you haven’t met my ‘Penguins’ before the below are photos of them 4 years ago at my eldest daughters wedding. Now Pop has a grey Santa beard and they don’t have quite the same sparkle in their eyes now, but they adored and I need them as much as I need to breathe.



Oh and they have their 62Β  63 year wedding anniversary tomorrow xxx


51 thoughts on “The Reception – concluding my chat from Saturday

  1. I bet they both said after we are glad we made the effort to go. Great post Jenny and I know it is a hard gig having aging parents but I see you doing a wonderful job for them, being there giving them your time, there is not much else you can do.

  2. Beautiful thoughts and moving story. By the way, I read your book the other day. I really enjoyed it and I thought that it was brilliantly written. Well done.. and fancy having a daughter called Jade πŸ™‚

    • Oh dear I don’t know about brilliantly, but I thank you for saying so. I think perhaps I should have started writing later as I think my ‘skills’ have improved since I first put pen to paper! Thank you for reading and yes… fancy that πŸ˜‰

    • I got it wrong it’s 63 😦 oh well my brain isn’t what it used to be either πŸ™‚ Thank you Brian for reading and yes she loved it and felt rejuvenated. Having them over for dinner tonight, I’ve been up to my elbows making bread dumplings and roast pork. Smiles.

    • I actually found a photo of my daughter dancing with Pop and mum with my ex, so I shall put on another post. Thank you so very much for being so lovely and kind. I get both, look like mum..look like dad – I think I’m stuck in the middle somewhere πŸ˜‰ x

  3. Happy anniversary to the penguins. Hugs from over here. Parents just don’t know what they put their children through as they get older. You look after yourself!

    • I had a teary session today, not just them, but my work situation etc, now and then it becomes a little overwhelming for me, but I will look after myself and I shall say Happy Anniversary from you tonight when they are here – thanks hun πŸ™‚ xx

  4. they are lovely and you are a lovely daughter. what a special day you made for them to remember forever. i’m happy to hear about the new babies coming into the family too, you know how i love babies. best, beth

    • ..thank you, I didn’t write this to be complimented, it was in my head last night and I had no poetry, so I thank you lovely. Yes, we are all excited and Pop and Mum will be great grandparents, I love babies too and I so know you do πŸ˜‰ xx

  5. Perhaps you shed some tears Mumsy, but the memories you built for them, for you and all for all those at the wedding.. was a grand thing. Your penguins too, are going to think about the fun at the they had and talk about it for a long time. πŸ™‚ This was a great day. a day of memories.

    your nephew is a very fast worker, *giggles* (you will be such an awesome aunt too)

  6. I know is is so hard. I will pray for you to gather strength from all of us who know what you are feeling like Hugs from me to you.

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