Tendres et Complices

This week, Papa was sworn in as an American Citizen in San Francisco. I keep going back and forth thinking it's a big deal and not. On one hand, it's just paperwork, formalities, like marriage. But, like marriage, it's a big deal, a great commitment!!
Papa et Maman got married in New York in 1972, when his visa was expiring. Sure, it was a formality but I don't think there is a couple more in love than my parents.
Now he is joining his nuclear family in being a dual citizen, French and American. A formality, yes but a pride, a devotion - a kind of marriage.
Here they are, Papa et Maman, in San Francisco. They sent the iPhone shot to the whole family and my cousin called them "tendres et complices." Which is exactly what they are. 37 years of marriage, 2 children, a move across the world and everything in between, and this photo could have been taken in the 70s, at the time of their budding love.
I should be so lucky to find a love half as good as theirs. One day.

Meanwhile, I'm in Minneapolis, dressing up as a 60s entertainer, schmoozing at a theatre fundraiser. Temping, auditioning, rehearsing, living my life. Busy, busy, busy.
And proud of my family.