|DK & Diddy|
FOML2 was born in 1990 - my firstborn male son. The Nintendo game Donkey Kong Country came out in 1994. I always saw myself as Donkey Kong "DK", and my son as Diddy. DK was bigger, wiser and more powerful, Diddy was fast and agile, and looked cute in a cap. So did my boy, who I had already affectionately nicknamed "Monkeyboy".
The object of Donkey Kong was to move through the game, fighting off bad guys, and enduring challenges. All while staying on the course, and gathering as many prizes, and as much strength as you could to enhance your life. Yes, it is true: This earth life is a lot like Donkey Kong Country - with less bongo drums.
However, sometime during the past decade, Diddy has gradually evolved into DK, and I have morphed into Cranky Kong. I don't know when or how it happened, but it did.
FOML#2 has become a man. He returned from serving a faithful mission. He is strong, he is dedicated. He is now pursuing his education and working. He is on the right minecart track. I could not be more proud.
So what is a returned missionary to do? Yep. He found himself a girlfriend. Wait! Not just a girlfriend - a fiancée! And not just any fiancée, an amazing, wonderful good, kind, smart, funny beautiful, righteous fiancée!. And we couldn't be happier - and neither could they.
|Diddy & Dixie|
This is the first wedding of the 5 MMM offspring. My EC is making a list for a bridal shower invitations as we speak. I am busy pretending to listen to her read it. It is a grand adventure for all of us. And what makes it great is that we adore this girl. We know our son is a "catch", but we are very aware that she is a "catch" as well.
But as a parent you worry...you wonder how much of what you tried to instill in your kids has really sunk in. Some you can see, some you can feel. You witness the growth of their testimonies, their work ethic, their own standards and values - and we like what we see.
We know that they are madly in love. Goofy in love - and it is adorable. We see how they treat each other, and it reassures us. But something has happened since they have been together that gives us an insight into their relationship that few engaged couples experience.
Both "Diddy" and "Dixie" have brought some precarious health conditions with them into their relationship. Concerns that would cause many to slam on the brakes and reassess - before figuring out colors and punch recipes. Not these two. They are pressing forward with their newly found love, as well as the faith that they both already possessed. Together, it is stronger, and inspiring.
My pending daughter-in-law was recently hospitalized for a surgery. (She is doing great.) As my EC and I were walking out of the hospital, I mentioned that this young couple is grappling with the kinds of decisions and challenges that usually don't crop up until well after the wedding. And they are waltzing though them with grace.
The thing that touches my heart is the honor of watching and learning what kind of husband my son will be - before the wedding. I watched as he pronounced a priesthood blessing on her head - as her wise father stepped aside to allow him the opportunity. I have watched as he has put every other element of his life on hold, so that he could have a singular focus on his future wife's comfort and well-being. He puts her first.
As he doted on her in the hospital - feeding her, giving her drinks, calling for the nurse, tucking in her blanket, kissing her forehead - My EC and I both felt the gentle reassurance in our hearts that he will be an honorable, loving husband and father. We consider that foreknowledge a precious gift.
As she came out of anesthesia, the first named that crossed her lips was that of my son. The way she looks at him, worries about him, and cares for him - gives us the same reassurance that her heart, her focus, and her priorities have already turned towards him.
If they always put each other's needs first, they will always retain the magic that they are already experiencing, and the sealing they are soon to receive in the holy temple.
We are proud of our Monkeyboy.
And our Monkeygirl.