It's a big day in Star Sisters world. No, The New York Times hasn't named Star Sisters and the Royal Wedding the break-out children's chapter book of the year. The editor told me to look out for that news closer to December. It's Will and Kate's third wedding anniversary! Happy Anniversary, you guys!
What? You forgot. When you spend as much time as I have over the past year writing about this great couple these kind of dates stick out. (The other benefit of spending so much time writing about them is that I get to call them "Will and Kate" because in my mind we're really, really good friends and Kate calls me for all kinds of parenting and fashion advice).
Now, in my house we tend to go all out for anniversaries and birthdays that fall on the fives, except for the birthdays of my middle daughter which are a big event every year and a subject of discussion every single day for at least six months before the actual day. But this year I find myself thinking a lot about this particular third royal wedding anniversary. Three years ago we had just moved into a new house in a new town. I had NO friends and I was sure that our move was a massive mistake. I remember very clearly that we moved on a Friday, exactly one week before the wedding. My husband had to leave for a work trip that Monday and I remember sobbing to him that I just needed a TV installed before he left so I didn't miss the wedding. (FYI - I was not sobbing out of fear of missing the wedding, I'm not that crazy. I was sobbing out of general in-over-my-head-life-upheaval-with-two-young-kids feelings).
I didn't sleep much that week so it was no problem for me to be up in the middle of the night when the wedding began. I remember sitting up in bed and turning on the TV as the broadcast started on a crystal clear day. It was truly picture perfect. Somewhere in the middle of the ceremony my oldest daughter climbed into bed with me as she didn't sleep much in general those days. I remember the look of awe on her face as Kate walked down the tree strewn aisle of Westminster Abbey. She was particularly enamored with the flower girls, wanting to know how she could get chosen for the next royal wedding. For a few hours I was not in an empty house facing a day alone with two young kids and no friends, furniture, or family. I was in a grown-up fairy tale.
Three years later, I've come a long way. I've made a life for myself, with friends and a house full of little girls and, thankfully, furniture. And I've written and published three books! Three! Maybe I chose to kick off my children's chapter book series with an adaption of the royal wedding because of that lonely morning three years ago and all that it represented to me. Or maybe it's just a great story that I know every mom will love reading. Or maybe I really am a little too obsessed with the happy couple. I don't know. But I do know that, as a parent, building a life for our kids and ourselves is tricky. The two don't always go hand-in-hand. Many decisions that are right for them, like moving to the suburbs, can feel wrong for us. Anyway, I have a long way to go, trust me, but looking back I'm proud of these past three years. It's been a tricky road, but a good one.
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