By Kim Voynar Voynar@moviecitynews.com
Of Weddings and Such
This time last year, I was getting ready for major surgery, waiting for doctors to take things apart and put them back together and tell me if the tumor in my pancreas had been caught before it turned malignant. At the same time, my marriage was ending. In short, my life was in a state of turmoil. Mostly, I spent a lot of time lying in bed or on the couch, buried in awards seasons screeners to distract me.
If you’d told me a year ago that I would ever get remarried, I would have told you that you were crazy, that I’d sworn off relationships and that maybe when my kids were all grown I might just move to New York or go off and become a Buddhist nun or join the Peace Corps or something interesting like that. But get married again? Bah.
But, life has a way of working things out, even when you don’t know what you want — or think you know, but really don’t. This past weekend, I married my fiance, Mike, who I met in the midst of all this turmoil, and who calmly and patiently waited for the storm of my life to settle down enough to allow me to open my heart to him. It’s been a bit of a crazy couple weeks, with me and my youngest daughter both deciding to come down with walking pneumonia the week of the wedding, and new in-laws coming in town, and much wedding craziness capping off months of planning and organizing and merging two households of stuff, six kids, two dogs and two hamsters into one house.
It’s been a hectic few weeks as we got closer to the big day, and while I kept up with my editing work my writing has been a bit more sporadic and in spurts of available time and energy. I have a growing stack of screeners at the foot of my bed, and if yours is among them I promise, I am working on getting to it. Other than general life stuff and holidays and such, my work energy is firmly back and focused on awards screeners, and getting back into my regular writing groove.
It’s been a crazy year-and-a-half or so, but it feels like things are finally settling down into something resembling normal again (or at least, as close to normal as my life gets). On with the show.
A huge congratulations to you. The turnaround sounds like a blessing.