I have been a bridesmaid only a couple of times. The first was for my sister who got married in her backyard with an internet minister. I am certainly not knocking her wedding by any means, but it wasn't really the "full" bridesmaid experience. I bought a nice summer sundress from JCPenney and wore flip flops. She didn't have a bachelorette party or even a shower. So a part of me thinks that it might not really count. The second time I was asked to be in a wedding for my best friend, I miraculously got pregnant and my little guy decided that showing up 3 weeks early was just fine. I went into labor the night before her rehearsal dinner. Needless to say, I have a ginormous maternity bridesmaids dress in my closet if anyone needs one. Never been worn.
I look at my brother's wedding as the first real time that I had the chance to be a bridesmaid. It is a helluva lot of work. Expensive too. But, there is nothing like being a part of something special. Something bigger than you. I also had the honor of singing in their wedding. I'm not sure why or how, but my voice made a major comeback. Just for that day and that hour, I had my voice. An hour later, it was gone. I believe God works in mysterious ways.
It really was a wonderful night. Despite my illness and the fact that Jack didn't make it down the aisle (as suspected) or the reception (what do you expect from a 2 year old?), I felt closer to my family than I have felt in years. We danced, we drank, we joked and laughed. My feet are wrecked and instead of getting better I have totally regressed but, it was worth celebrating and being part of such a special day for my little brother.
|Me and my new sister, Sarah|
|My little munchkin and the tie that was longer than him.|