Generation 3 · October 6, 2024 0

3.174 Eighty four years

Dub and Maia’s wedding was incredibly beautiful, not because of the location or decorations because they had none and did it on a sidewalk. The beauty came from the sentiments shared between them. When he called all frantic about proposing, I told him to tell her what’s in his heart because our women love it when we’re vulnerable to them. It makes them feel safe. But what he did was so much greater than that. Not only did he speak from the heart but also he revealed his innermost secret, which reminded me so much of myself in my younger days. He admitted to not being as confident, strong, and cool as he purports to be. Admitting to be a fake was such a risky move, but it touched me. That’s a phase many men go through, and at some point we have to face the music and be real with ourselves and everyone in our lives. It’s the only way to move forward and grow. And for him to do that in his vows on this sacred day? That took guts, and I have so much more respect for him.

After dozens of pictures and selfies, how about this dude offered to babysit so me and Sophia can go out tonight…his wedding night! It turns out that his brother, who was only invited to babysit, met a girl and made plans, so Dub and Maia weren’t going to do any celebrating tonight, anyway. Even so, his offer was incredibly kind! I only pushed back a little bit, and it didn’t take much to twist my arm. He might be the only friend I have who can volunteer to watch my child and I accept with no questions asked. Sophia didn’t hesitate either when I told her about the offer on the way back to the rental. He was right about it being umpteen years since me and my extra special lady went on a date, and I was as giddy as the first time we went out.

As much as we enjoy looking good, our wedding attire wasn’t quite our vibe for a date night. We were elegant and looked more like hot mayor and first lady, heh. We’re more grown and sexy and I see you looking, so we changed. Sophia went all out, changing her hair and everything, so I ran an errand while I had a chance. Dub told me about a gift shop in the park in the park across the street, and I picked up a few things to sweeten our evening—partial pun intended, heh. Romance was never my thing, but I know women. Some are practical, like Maia. Others are idealists, hopeless romantics…the list goes on and on. Whatever type they are, all of them enjoy being surprised with a gift from time to time. I’ve never given Sophia a flower bouquet before. That should be just the thing to set the tone for the night.