Spring Weddings Make Me Mushy

I love weddings, they seem to always make me cry.

My sister, Patricia, got married last week. For the past few weeks, you'd have thought that it was me who was preparing to walk down the aisle. I got excited because she got excited, anxious when she was anxious, emotional when she got emotional, and cried when she cried. I guess you can tell, we're very close.

Tish married a wonderful man who adores the ground she walks on. It was a beautiful spring ceremony on a beautiful spring day. Her happiness is my happiness, and I think that counts twice as much for our mom. But it's amazing to me how quickly after the hectic, never-seems-like-enough time running around a wedding creates, that things must get back to normal.

It seems like the drop off in excitement should be more gradual. One day, everything is amazingly chaotic, the next day, I'm saying goodbye to loved ones that I haven't seen in years. I went from an incredible high, to an instant l;ow in less than 24 hours. It doesn't seem fair.

But I'm happy for Tish and her new husband, and I wish them the very best in years to come. Meanwhile, I'm getting back into the groove of my day-to-day routine.