A few weeks ago I was asked to be Maid of Honor for my sister’s wedding. She got engaged some time last year, but it was pretty much just an announcement. No plans thereafter were ever made or spoken of again, until… 15 days ago. As I was walking to H&R Block with my friend to get my taxes done; I was in the middle of texting my boss, who was upset about her daughter going into surgery that next day, making plans with my friend for that night, and worrying if I had all the information I needed for this appointment, my phone rang. I looked down at my cell and saw that “Sissy” was calling. I quickly picked up and talked for a few minutes even though my mind was absolutely scattered. As I approached the doors to H&R Block I told Michele that I had to go and that I would call her later. Typically, she told me she had just one more thing to tell me real quickly. Annoyed, I screamed, “what?! I’m at the tax place!”
In her long, drawn out, story tone, she rambled on how she didn’t think she needed to run this by me, that she thought this was assumed, that her fiancé already had the best man on their side, blah blah blah. I knew where this was going.
I stood frozen outside the doors as my friend walked in and up to the front desk. Was this really happening? I mean I knew she was engaged, I knew they talked of getting married, and I knew they were throwing around some dates, so why was I actually shocked? Was it because I couldn’t believe this was actually happening? Was my older twin sister (by 4 minutes) really asking me to be maid of honor? I mean, it’s a given that we would stand by each other’s sides on this most special day, but was this going to happen relatively soon? Or was I just so happy that I was going to be able to completely take over and plan an amazing wedding with all the bells and whistles?! I always did want to be a wedding planner! As my mind raced with all these thoughts and questions, I finally snapped back into reality to hear her on the other line. The rambling vanished and there was a brief silence; almost as if she were taking a deep breath before jumping off the bridge in North Conway. Her voice was peaceful and she spoke softly yet excitedly, “will you be my Maid of Honor?” she asked. Or, was I just panicky, wondering how crazy this is, because My Sisters a Lesbian?
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