Our trip to Miami this last weekend was super not about me. I just love this photo so much that I had to post it, so bear with me while I indulge my lust for giant beach hats (while it rains and rains outside my window) for just another minute.
Sometimes travel for family is honestly more like a have-to and not a want-to. Sometimes it is just something that needs to be done because family is family and we bend over backwards for them. There may be some fun elements but it still falls pretty squarely in the “chore” category of travel.
I am very happy to say that this trip to Miami, back to where Kamel spent a lot of his childhood, was one of the best trips Kamel and I have had together, hands down. We had so much fun with family, so much fun being included in Regina and Lara’s wedding, so much fun just being in the heart of it all. It was such a happy, beautiful, loving weekend.
This was the first time while being with my in-laws where I really felt, “Yeah, this is my family.” Joining another family is hard. It’s not easy to learn new social landscapes, make room for a whole slew of people in my life, balance the creation of my little family with the involvement of my core family and Kamel’s core family. It has been a journey, but I felt like this weekend it finally felt comfortable, loving, like a language I didn’t learn growing up but that finally I understood.
(So pumped that we got to witness the intimate cake cutting.)
(And then mooched contraband cake bites. As you do.)
Weddings are such an overflow of emotion. There is so much build up, so much history, so many people, the blending of families, the pomp and circumstance, the preparation, the money, the emotional investment – that any wedding I have been to I end up crying every single time. The declaration of love and the first step into a life together is incredibly beautiful and overwhelming, it reminds me of the way I want my own marriage to be, it reminds me to keep working at it, to keep loving the journey.
Regina and Lara really love each other. They love the bad stuff and they celebrate the good stuff about one another, and that is so beautiful. And yes, they are two women. It just so happens two vaginas were wed in holy matrimony (trust me, there was a lot of Amens and Lord Hear Our Prayers up in that ceremony!). And not everyone at the wedding was supportive of that and I don’t get it. I don’t understand how anyone could be there, witness all of the happiness, all of the love, all of the good living that is ahead for them, I don’t get how anyone could see all of that and find any bad in it. I don’t understand how there could be any negativity associated with all of that goodness. Like, I am legitimately baffled. I know the political bullshit, I know the “family values” crap, I know on paper why people seem to be so offended, but in real life, when it’s broken down to 2 people living their life and deciding to spend the rest of it with the person they love – I do not get it. And all of the soap boxing and defending-of-marriage word slime really and truly makes no sense, none.
So that is my moment on the Wow, Yeah, What?! Train. And really, there was no politcal agenda. It was all love, all family, all sunshine and giant hats, all Miami Beach, all sunscreen all the time.
This was an amazing weekend, and I want to thank Lara and Regina for including us in their day! And I want to thank all of Kamel’s family, who is now my family, for including me in their lives, in the all the craziness, and for loving on Gabe as much as they all do. We really and truly did not want to leave.