I just got the most perplexing letter in the mail today. It was a wedding announcement. The blushing bride being . . . my mother.
“Perplexing?” you might ask. “Why perplexing?”
And I reply “Because I didn’t know she was seeing anyone, much less engaged.”
I knew she was moving to China, and apparently this is the reason why. But I’m rather curious who this person, her new husband, is. The announcement says he’s a “Dr.” I’m not sure if that’s medical or academic. I’m betting academic, though.
Okay. It’s not like my mother and I are close. We’re barely on speaking terms. But I really would have thought I’d have gotten more than “surprise, I got re-married.” I mean, I introduced Matthew to her before we got married. There wasn’t even a letter in the announcement. Or a picture. I have no idea what my new step-father looks like.
Hell, I just discovered he existed about five minutes ago. Wonder if I’ll ever get to meet him.
Well, I hope they’re happy together. Despite our inability to find anything remotely close to common ground during my upbringing, I do hope that her new husband is a good man and that they find joy in each other.
Should I buy her a blender? Um.
It’s been an odd day.