Gilbert Cayetano Huesca (1915 - 2009)
Joan Joyce (Schiavon) Huesca (1928 - 1987)
About a month after my parents were married, my mother, Joan Huesca, went to the doctor and learned to her great delight that she was expecting their first child.
(In fact, my mother preferred the term "expecting" a baby to being "pregnant," a term she felt was too clinical and did not suggest the bliss and anticipation that happy new parents feel when they are awaiting the birth of their child.)
She decided to announce the blessed event to my father, Gilbert Huesca, in a special way. That evening, she greeted him with big kiss and hug and escorted him to the table, where she had prepared a candlelight dinner of steak, mashed potatoes, and green peas. On the steak she had arranged parsley flakes in the shape of letters that read, "I Love You."
Next to my father's plate was an envelope that read, "Application for Credit." My father looked at her quizzically and slowly opened the envelope. As he read the enclosed "application," tears of joy came to his eyes. He realized this was a very special expression of my mother's love for him - and her grand announcement to him that they were about to start a family.
(In fact, my mother preferred the term "expecting" a baby to being "pregnant," a term she felt was too clinical and did not suggest the bliss and anticipation that happy new parents feel when they are awaiting the birth of their child.)
She decided to announce the blessed event to my father, Gilbert Huesca, in a special way. That evening, she greeted him with big kiss and hug and escorted him to the table, where she had prepared a candlelight dinner of steak, mashed potatoes, and green peas. On the steak she had arranged parsley flakes in the shape of letters that read, "I Love You."
Next to my father's plate was an envelope that read, "Application for Credit." My father looked at her quizzically and slowly opened the envelope. As he read the enclosed "application," tears of joy came to his eyes. He realized this was a very special expression of my mother's love for him - and her grand announcement to him that they were about to start a family.
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| My mother, Joan Huesca, taped this form into a scrapbook she dedicated to my father. Below it, she pasted a pair of lovebirds, cut out from an old Christmas greeting card. |
APPLICATION FOR CREDIT
Date: My Lifetime
Name of Co. or Individual: Joan Huesca
Street: Wherever you are City: Heaven
State: of Happiness Phone: Your heart
Line of Business or Profession: Loving you
If Incorporated, Name of (1) President: You
(2) Treasurer: Baby
(3) Secretary:
If Partnership, Name of Partners: Gilbert Huesca
Location of Home Office: Your arms
Bank Reference: My love for you
Business: Taking care of my darling husband
Business: " " " our baby
REMARKS: I love you
Name of person taking application:
REMARKS:
Received at Office: Sherman Hotel
Investigated: Since August 19, 1955
Disposition: Happy State
THIS BLANK MUST BE FILLED OUT COMPLETELY
The form has special meaning to me, as I was that first child - the "honeymoon baby" they were expecting.
Although my parents' deep love for one another was never a secret to anyone who knew them, least of all their children, every time I look at treasures like this, I still marvel at just how blessed I was to be one of their children. I will always thank God for having been born to two people who were so in love and so devoted to one another.
Copyright © 2012 Linda Huesca Tully
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Oh my. What a sweet story! And your are blessed as well to know so many details.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kathy. My mother and I spent many a time talking late into the night about so many things, especially family. I do feel blessed, indeed.
DeleteThat is the sweetest thing and very creative. What a treasure!
ReplyDeleteHeather, thanks for taking the time to read this. I'm glad you enjoyed the post. Yes, my mother was creative in so many ways, no doubt flowing from her incredible thoughtfulness. Her love for my father and our family was the greatest treasure of all.
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