decisions decisions...

It was a couple of months ago that we received the invitation for the upcoming wedding of Nick’s twin brother, Dave. I just got teary eyed. We had been making plans and looking forward to this trip to Europe since we found out Dave was going to propose (in February last year). We had made plans to stop in Portugal to be with the Mendes and Branco families, spend my birthday there with friends, and then the golden finale: a romantic and sophisticated ceremony by the lake in Klagenfurt (oh, we knew it would be sophisticated! It’s Dave’s wedding!!). Well, those tears were not of joy, since given Nick’s (un)employment status and my limited income, we decided immediately that we would not attend the wedding.
Until last week. Dave and Claudia have been insisting on offering the trip so we can be there with them. After adamantly declining the offer for quite some time, I finally had a change of heart. First, because we really want to be there, and I know it will mean a lot to them too. And then because I realized we can’t possibly postpone everything and put our lives on hold indefinitely. We have no idea when we will ever be able to afford traveling to Europe again, maybe only when we move back for good. And so many things in our lives are on hold right now, that it seemed just crazy to pass on this opportunity. Needless to say that there were more tears over the weekend… but these were good ones. The twins (Nick and Dave) will reunite for a special occasion, and if nothing else, this will be an incredible treat for them.
So I am trying to take a breath, and not to panic about the fact that we will be making 6 flights in 9 days, through 3 different time-zones, accompanied by (very) mobile young toddlers that do not like to sleep on our laps. We will need a car that accommodates the oversize stroller (the only one I know they will fall asleep in!), car seats… and a whole lot of patience. Phew. OK. That’s decided, we’re going, and we will all make the very best of it. Can’t wait!