we've just come through a 4-day wedding celebration. there was lots of work going on behind the scenes. add to that some early mornings, full-day events, and late nights, and it makes for a very tiring affair.

with dh being away i had to juggle the kids alone. a rather tireless task, which thankfully i'd not bn totally prepared for (or i wd hv chickened out i think!  :))  the kids hardly had any constructive time with me for the last few days, as i was totally occupied with preparations, and participaing in the ceremony itself.

at the end of it all, the thing that struck me most, was the joy and beauty of spontaneous indian dance.  it was at the dinner on the last night, as i sat with kayla on my knee, watching the young unwed cousins, and the slightly older wed sisters-in-law, twirling and clapping in a sparkling array of colour, that i saw true unfetted joy shining through. and for the 1st time in my life i actually wanted to join them.

were it not for the absence of my hubby, i wd have participated in the same invigorating joy of the moment.  but for that fleeting time, it had to be enough for me simply to observe the rest.

i tapped my feet to the beat, and watched with bated breath as kynan, for the 1st-time, took to the stage with the other little ones... he let go of his inhibitions completely, and boogied the night away, beaming the widest of grins as he performed all his favourite moves.  it was such a joy to see... my little boy finally free!