Friday, April 13, 2012 4:01 PM
Dearest Wonder Woman,
I am absolutely blown away reading all these fantastic entries in
your Guestbook!!! Who in the world has so much love and so many dear
friends in their life?! Only you babe. It's awe-inspiring.
So, two or three times at family dinners and parties I have tried to
find five minutes to tell you this, and I'm going to try again. What
I've always tried to tell you is why you amaze and delight me, and what
it is about you... and we always get interrupted right around the time I
get to "You show me that it
can be done" and then you say, "Oh
I'm not perfect!" and then we get involved with something else, usually
something involving small girls or Berbig men. Or food. :) LOL
Nobody's perfect, nobody ever will be. That's so not where I'm going
with this thought. What makes me so happy about having you in my
life is maybe best expressed as a list, in no particular order:
Your smile is never phony. Always real.
You are the best wife and best mother Zach, Grace, Bella, and Sophie could ever wish for.
You let little girls be really girly if they want to, or not if they want to.
You actually have a relationship with your parents. Especially your
mom. They are actually involved in your life, and yet, appraently
without toxicity.. You have no idea how this amazes me. It is awesome. I've simply never seen such a thing.
You go out of the way to plan ahead for birthday parties, Christmas
presents, all sorts of Mommy Things that make life extra special for
children. Even stuck in a hospital bed fighting effing cancer, you're
making plans right out loud for something special for someone whose name
and occasion shall not be mentioned here so it does not get spoiled.
You have accepted me into your collection of various moms/mothers in
law/not the moms, so fully and with such love and trust, that I feel
like we've been family for much longer than the 3 years, 7 months we
have technically been family (legally).
You like my sweet-potato pie. (Well who doesn't?)
You live life like I wish we all could -- I certainly make a good
stab at it myself! -- filled with love and beauty and fun. No, it's not
always lovely, beautiful, or fun, but you bring those qualities,
fierce, to the max, full-on, and it's infectious to all around you.
You love freely and fully.
Aaaaannnnnd, you begin this process of winning out over cancer not
with sad poetry, not with weighty introspection inflicted upon those
around you, not with downer-ism, but
by quoting the Beastie Boys!!! The ever-loving effing BEASTIE BOYS!!!!! Love.
You are made of awesome.
I am so happy to be in a family that includes YOU.
Now, let's go kick cancer's sorry ass to the curb, and dance at
Monica's wedding, and then we can both go back to college again after
this interruption.
I love you.
And "No Sleep Till Brookyn" -- okay? :) (Beasties)
XOXOXO
Your Wicked Stepmother-in-Law
Diana Wilde
