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Thursday, June 4, 2015

HAPPY 22ND ANNIVERSARY TO MY BELOVED MAX!!!

This Saturday, in Mexico City, Max and I will share our 22nd anniversary of marriage. Though our love began from the beginning of meeting each other, it was only after Zyon was born that we decided to marry. We both tried to deny the emotion, but one day it was at the frontline of our life. In Italy, in 1992, Max asked me to have his child and I swear the next day, Zyon was snug inside my womb. I thank God for the love we share, the family we have together, the Tribe (biggest and strongest in the world), and the pain we have suffered through.

Max and Glo, 2015
The great times were too many to recall, and the shocks were so severe, they still remain as scars from the sharpest blades. When the fence fell over and into the pool after our wedding ceremony, as we walked to the door, we both looked at each other and knew we had just stepped on board a roller coaster. Exactly 12 hours after our wedding, I stood next to a doctor and helped deliver my first grandson, who died shortly before birth. Do not cry or feel sad, my beloved family, friends, Tribe and Students...for this is life! It made us who we are. It gave us strength. We found our faith and held each other tighter. We learned true love, strength and compassion. We are able to help others who feel God'a sudden arrow. We love our children and grandchildren each second of our lives and never take anything for granted. Life is for living and as Dana always told us...LIVE LARGE!!!


Max and Glo Get Hitched!

     After Zyon's birth, we decided our home was too small and we should find a bigger crib.  Two blocks away, a large 5 bedroom house with a pool lured us in.  In no time at all, we were stretching our legs out in our very own home!  It was amazing to have a room for everyone!

     One day, Max wanted to talk, and asked me to marry him.  I was a bit hesitant; we got along so good already.  I did accept, like he knew I would.  You see, when he was young in Brazil, a woman who could often see the future...among other things...had told him he would marry a foreigner and have sons with her.  Max said he knew the minute he met me, that I was the one she was talking about.  I was surprised to say the least!

     We decided on a simple ceremony in our backyard.  We asked a justice of the peace to conduct the vows, and we both agreed to a church wedding later.  Recording with Sepultura was coming up in June, so we needed to squeeze the date in somewhere.  June 6 was the only date that was open for everyone to attend, so 6-6-93 was set for the Big Day!

     I asked Christina to be my maid-of-honor, and Max asked his brother, Iggor to be his best man.  Roxanne and Richie would follow and little Jason would be ring bearer. 

     Throwing a party is my specialty and soon the arrangements were steaming like a freight train!  Tents, tables and chairs, linens and china; it was all coming together.  I chose a catering company and soon we were rocking!  I didn't want a wedding dress, but something a bit wild, like our family.  I chose an imperial blue strapless gown that accented my green hair. 

Me Rox and Max

     The night before the wedding, we got a surprise guest, sent in as a gift from Cees Wessels, the owner of Roadrunner Records.  Jonathon Shaw, the most famous tribal tattoo artist arrived at our door!!  Instead of whacky bachelor parties, we got tatted in our home!  We loved it!  Max designed a tribal M and G tatt and we both got them on the back of our necks!

     The morning of the 6th, it got super busy around the house!  Deliveries, flowers, catering, everyone arriving early.  Our yard was kind of ghetto, since the house had been sitting empty for 3 years, but with all the set-up, it filled it up nicely.

Me and the Kids and Dad
Max Igor his Mom and Kira 
The children and I all met with my family in the master bedroom, right before the wedding commenced.  Hugs and a few tears of happiness were the guests.  Max and the others were outside, positioned under the 2 humongous eucalyptus trees.  The guests were arriving.  Cees, Monte Conner and others from Roadrunner and Blue Grape Merchandise Co. even flew in!


Tattoo artist tatting our hands
      Dad walked me out ; Dad loved Max so much and was so proud and happy that day!  The kids all followed and things went smoothly.  At the end of the vows, Jonathon Shaw took a tattoo needle and made a black dot on each of our hands.  We clasped our right hands, which formed a ying/yang and where our thumbs were, the dot was planted.







     Next...the Big Kiss and tada... we were married!  Photos and photos next and then the big party blasted off!  Food and drink into the night.  We were married at 6:00pm and partied for hours.  I was laughing my butt off at some of the Brazilian wedding traditions, such as the guests picking up each of us in a chair and carrying us around the yard.  It was a bit scary with drunken people hoisting you up in the air!

     I tossed the bouquet and next was the garter throw.  We told Max that in America, the husband has to take the garter off with his teeth and Max did!!  We all chuckled at our prank!



     Winding down, we said our thank yous and goodbyes, preparing to head to a resort.  Just as we were leaving the backyard, the fence around the pool fell in the water...one last hurrah!!!

PARTY TIME!!


     

Class dismissed.....