Pálmi and I have been married 33 years to day. I once wrote about my wedding.
Then I told you that we had celebrations all over the country, each weekend because of 1100 years of inhabitation in the country.
I picked this date 10th of August because there was no festival anywhere so it was our own celebration.
It was a church wedding but not a big one. We did not want anything like that. The closest family was there and we had to wait half an hour because of a misunderstanding about another wedding that was before ours.
Afterwards mum had a small party at home. I remember grandma so well . She had probably Alzheimer like mum but at the party she was her own self. Cheerful and lovely. Everyone liked her. She was that kind of a person. She was talking to Pálmis mum and they were good together. Grandma was only 12 years older than she.
In the evening we flew to Akureyri. We had a booked fare but they could not find our booking and they were going to leave us behind. We were not too pleased about that.
Well in the end we got to get on the plain.
We went to a dance in the evening and a famous singer sang for us at the dance. Someone told the band that we had just got married. We rented a car and we drove around the rural area in the North County and after a few days we came back home.
I continued working in the ladies underwear shop I worked in. It was in the centre of town.
I was already pregnant. Beggi was on his way. We did not get married for that we always aimed to get married and have a child.
I stopped working when I was in the 8th month. Beggi was born at the end of January.
We only got an apartment a few days before Beggi was born. I think I might blog later about that time.
He was christened in the same church that we got married in. He got my fathers name and my mothers nickname. Sigurberg Ingi. Father is Sigurberg called Beggi and mum is called Inga. The i at the end of Ingi makes it masculine.
Dad helt Beggi while he was being Christened . We had not told him the name of the child because it was to be a surprise but we had not taken it into an account that the pastor would say “ what is the childs name to be¨ Dad stood there embarrassed and finally I said Sigurberg Ingi.
The years have gone. There have been good and bad times just like in any marriage. Not really in our marriage but we had difficult years with my older son. They are over. I always stood with him and I am glad for that. He is doing very well today.
