Where does the time go?
Not only has it been forty-one years since I and ‘Mr. Man’ (as my kids lovingly refer to their father) tied the knot, but an entire year, that’s three-hundred-sixty-five-and-a-quarter days, has flown by since the triple decker sandwich of special events we celebrated last fall in Los Cabos, Mexico.
Predicated on the postponement of our eldest son’s 2020 wedding, Mr. Man and I headed south a few days earlier to celebrate
Talk about the rocket ship of flying time…40 years? How is that even possible? But 4 kids (their 2 wives, 1 husband, 1 fiancée), 3 dogs, and 10 moves (2 international) later, there we were, toasting my patience, his understanding, and our show of support for one another’s wildest dreams that were tottering on the edge of fantasy and reality. We reminisced about my rejection of his proposal of marriage in Rome, the city of love, and how the universe, with its great sense of humor, reminded us of that fact 20 years later.
Ahhh yes…the universe…God, Source, The Creator…always reassuring us with signs and off the chart coincidences that our thoughts and prayers are heard.
As dinnertime approached, we strolled the fragrant mango orchard at Los Tamarindos Farm to Table under the sprinkle of stars splashed across a darkening sky and admired the meticulous craftsmanship it took to create the giant dreamcatchers scattered about the garden…
With a hurricane forecast to hit the cape the day of our son’s wedding, how could we ignore the intent behind these stunning, sacred structures and not turn our attention to the heavens and ask for the storm to be caught in its delicate web and allow the good weather to pass thru the eye of the hoop?
Two days later, indeed it had, allowing for a pre-nuptial family boat ride and snorkel expedition around Los Cabos, The Capes, which is the area consisting of two cities, Cabo San Lucas and San Jose del Cabo. I tell you this only because I was confused by it being referred to as three different places when it’s really not, well, not exactly anyway.
In any case, good fun was had by all. The highlight, proof of nature’s awesome beauty and omen of something yet to come was the Arch of Cabo San Lucas, also known as the drinking dragon
which brings me to the filling of this celebratory sandwich,
The Book Deal
I never leave my phone on at night. Never. So when I rolled over at 6 AM and saw the screen light up I was surprised. Not only by the light shining in my face, but by the email notification from my agent on the screen…
My children’s picture book titled THERE ARE NO DRAGONS IN THIS BOOK had made the leap from the realm of dreams to reality, paving an even happier path to…
And there you have it, my faithful Reader…a celebration sandwich!
How about a little eye candy for dessert?