A bit of an over-share today on the blog with this personal post, but I am sure many of you girls have been through the same situation so I wanted to share my thoughts and feelings on this.
My parents knew from the early days of dating Steven that I met a wonderful guy and decided to give it a go after ending up my last serious relationship almost three years ago. My mum, sister and I have a very close relationship where we discuss about everything and anything so hiding my excitement and first dates silly questions-is this dress okay or am I showing too much?-was quite impossible.
My sister can understand in what psychological mood I am at any given time based on a simple text message coming from me is the least I can say about her unspeakable ability to read my mind. So when I booked my tickets for Corfu last Christmas, her first question was "is Steven coming?" thinking that it would be out of the question for me to travel home without inviting my boyfriend along.
Soon after I gave her my positive answer, mum texted me asking if what my sister told her was true or another witless joke of hers. The minutes that followed our conversation I got a bit worried how to introduce them to each other/where this could take place/what our possible conversations would be and how my sister could facilitate the whole situation and make me at ease.
Being utterly grateful that my parents and sister can speak fluent English I focused on my holidays more rather than getting stressed for things that might have never happened (and would always be a creation of my mind).
The day came and Steven and I got the boat from Corfu to Igoumenitsa city where my family was patiently waiting for us (after a 3 hours road drive) to meet and greet Steven. Sadly we lost the first boat so both sides had to wait for the next boat in each harbour for 1.5 hours.
Long story make it short, the moment to get together finally came and as soon as I saw my mum smiling and waving us at the corner of the harbour I knew it was really happening.
My sister quickly started an ice-breaking conversation with Steven welcoming him in Greece and making a joke about the melting temperatures, followed by a hug from my mum, a firm hand shake by my dad and a rather loudly "welcome Steven, nice to meet you". We jumped in the car and dad drove us in the nearest picturesque village, Sivota where we had our first family meal.
During the time my head was upon fire from various questions coming from all sides, half in Greek, half in English, asking me about me, my life and to translate this and that and how Steven feels and if he enjoyed Corfu so far etc etc etc.
Dad as per usual ordered way TOO much food and the conversation was about how we met (which they already knew), how's life in Scotland (which again they already knew), how Steven found the Greek experience so far and other random funny moments we had in Corfu the past week. Both Steven and my dad engaged into political conversations over ouzo, while me and the girls tucked into the delicious seafood. We ended our day with coffee and desserts at a nearby cafe place while watching the sea and sky changing colours as it was getting close to the sunset.
By the time we had to say our goodbyes we all felt more comfortable and that our day came to an end earlier than we had hoped. We all hugged each other and promised to come back soon...
Overall, it was a very exciting, blood-adrenaline-rising experience that I would live again if I had to, just for the sake of seeing my family and tasting delicious seafood, oh and watching Steven's facial expression when the three of us spoke Greek and he went blank.
Meeting the "rents" is not terrifying as in movies because in reality both parts are concerned and want to make the best possible impression to each other.
Personally, I was a bit worried about the language barrier but hey ho, I am always stressed and over-thinking, over-analysing things that never happen in reality. Not being native speakers could be a problem if my family could not speak English but even if they couldn't a hug, a kiss and a gesture of affection can be spoken by people from all over the world, so in reality there was never a barrier at first place. What the parents ultimately wanted to see is that I am a happy person next to my boyfriend and that he is the best I could have ever chosen...and noticeably they did!
Have you ever introduced your boyfriend to your family, how did it go?