Over the weekend, my husband and I flew to New York to spend time in the city for my cousin’s wedding. It was a nice little getaway we could call a Babymoon since we were sans children and baby #3 is due to arrive in December. New York has sooooo much to offer as far as good food, adventure, sight seeing and people watching. But above all, my favorite part was my cousin’s wedding. It was in Battery Park with the Hudson River just feet away from us and The Statue of Liberty just off shore. The vows, the tradition of the ceremony, the white wedding dress… it all had me holding Dave’s hand tighter and smiling having him by my side. One of the readings was so good. It was called The Parable of Love. It had me in tears (not sure if this means much, considering I am loaded with extra horomones.) I googled it and found it. There was not a source to add but here it is:
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed back on the island. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
When the island was almost going to sink, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, Richness, can you take me with you?” Richness answered – “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.”
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. “Vanity, please help me!” “I can’t help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat, ” Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked, “Sadness, let me go with you.” “Oh… Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!”
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, “Come, Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder left Love on the dry land, and went her own way. Realizing how much Love owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, “Do you know who helped me out?” “It was Time.” Knowledge answered.”Time?” asked Love. “But why did Time help me?” Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered – “Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is.”
Isn’t that beautiful? I loved it and am so happy to have found it to share with you. Back to the wedding night….The band was amazing and this 5 1/2 month pregnant chick couldn’t get herself off the dance floor. I especially liked slow dancing with my Dad to “Baby Love.” Being a parent gives me a new perspective of being a daughter.
The rest of the weekend was spent exploring the city by foot, taxi and subway. By horse and buggy too as we cruised Central Park on Saturday afternoon. Dave and I met with Brandon Wood, the playwright of Spaghetti In A Hot Dog Bun: The Musical. We had coffee with him and his wife and talked about what’s next for the play. The first year of our contract is up and Brandon was ahead of schedule finishing with the writing and musical composition. Now the play is being pitched to several different producers in New York and this next year will consist of casting, rehearsing and preparing the musical for the stage. We are all very excited about where this is all going!
The city is full of life and beauty in its culture and art. But coming home to our cozy little house and our beautiful little girls surpasses anything the city could offer!