My mom and I have always had a very unique mother-daughter relationship. Often times I would say that we are more like friends actually (except when I'm sick and then she is definitely my mom because I whine like a child). Anyway, through the years I have seen my mom go through some pretty bad heart breaks. My pappy jokes that if her boyfriend could get me to like him, then they are set because I just really didn't think that any of them were worthy of my mom or if I thought that they were, they eventually showed their stripes. So, last year, when my mom started dating this man named Jimmy, I really didn't bat an eye because I knew that I would dislike him, just like the rest. Except, I didn't.
Now let me give you a picture of what I met when I met Jimmy. He is a tall, solidly built guy who drives a truck and likes Jack Daniels but he also dotes on his little pekingese (or whatever kind of small dog he owns).
Another thing that you should know is that I have two other sisters. Candace is the sensitive one. She needs reassurance about things (mainly herself). I don't mean this to sound bad at all, quite the opposite actually because Candace is a very kind and caring person that she really needs people to treat her like that as well. Kindness is definitely the way to Candace's heart. Then there is Maggi. Maggi is mature for her 10 years of age because she has always been around adults. Candace and I are significantly older and my mom has always treated her as though she were no different than Candace or me. But she still likes having a playmate and she needs a good father figure. Someone to play basketball with or someone to talk to about the Indianapolis Colts. Play time is definitely the way to Maggi's heart. And then there is me. I am sarcastic. That is my thing and the way to my heart. And my mom, who has kind of had a bit of an issue with her picker (picker: the thing that helps you decide which man to date), needs someone to treat her like a priority. She needs someone to handle the good with the bad. The way to my mom's heart is through her heart. And this is why Jimmy was different than any other man. When he met us, he was kind to Candace and he was fatherly and playful with Maggi but with me he was down right hateful... which is why I liked him right away. But the way that he was with my mom made me absolutely adore him.
I was more than thrilled when Jimmy asked for me and my sisters' permission to marry my mom. She deserved someone that was sweet to her. And I was even more excited when my mom asked me to make her wedding cake. I felt like this was my opportunity to find a way to Jimmy's heart...through his stomach!
Here is the cake that I served at their wedding. This one was definitely made with a lot of love.
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