My seven year old boy saw some photos from my phone. They were pictures from my wedding day. One is when my father was walking me down the isle. The other was when he kissed me and gave me away.
I explained to my boy how the wedding ceremony goes particularly that symbol of giving the daughter away. As expected, he asked me a lot of questions. I am really often amazed on what children ask. As a grown up, I appreciate their purity, their innocence and their curiosity.
He was asking these:
“Why kissing goodbye? Why do they give the daughter away?”
“Where do the parents go after the march? Does the daughter go with them? “I explained to him that she has to go with her soon to be husband. And the parents will just have to be there to watch.
“How will you know who to marry? Who chooses the person you will marry? The girl? The boy? Both? or the parents? But there are so many people in the world…”
In my heart I knew one day he will know the answers to his questions. That is the time when he falls in love. I simply told him that when he is a grown up, maybe he will meet someone. They will get to know each other. They will be friends. And they will fall in love. Being together is a mutual decision.
“When I get married, will I go to another country too?” My son knew my story how I left home. I told him that it depends. He may or may not go far away. Then he added,
“Can we stay in one house then?” And I said “No. I will live in my own house.” And I know (based on experience) that if possible, that’s what a new couple need when they’re starting their life together.
He added “Can our houses be close to each other? Can we be neighbors?” I replied, “I think that is fine…”
Then he stopped asking. I guess he had an idea, and he was satisfied with my answers.