Tuesday, August 25, 2009

the night before

The bride and groom were glowing. Words were shared, tears were shed. The love in the room was tangible. Another milestone and the last Riley wedding. The absence of my father was felt deeply. We never thought he would miss not one but both of his sons weddings. Emotions were high and my mother honored the memory of my dad by having the dinner at the English Rose, his very favorite British tea room. He would have been so very proud. As my sister so beautifully put, this is the stuff of life, weddings, funerals,celebration and bitter-sweetness, life, love and loss. Weddings are the epitome of life and newness. The event you wonder about all your life, the butterflies, the romance, the desire, the joining of two stories and families, the beauty of two learning how to be one. It is purely magical.

I was five when Keith was born. When my mom brought him home, I thought that he was my baby. I have always had this maternal thing with me brothers. When they are happy, I'm happy. When they're sad, my heart sinks. He is one of my very best friends and I am overjoyed to share this journey with him and this precious new sister God has brought to our family.

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