This weekend will be a beautiful wedding weekend for these two cuties. However, this wedding has left me a little more to ponder than most. While I'm crazy about her style and the look we are (aiming for) creating on Saturday, my heart is with hers as we share some common ground that makes me want to make her wedding a little more precious than usual.
As Meagan walks down the aisle, eats cake, dances with her new husband and life long best friend, a special part of her life will be absent. Like Meagan, I carry the sorrow of having buried a brother years ago, and often wonder what his role in my life would be today. I know he would have had a blast at my wedding, and I know he would love my husband (who shares his name and, oddly, his birth month and year). I know my kids would think he was one of the coolest uncles in the world.
While I didn't know Meagan's brother, I know a few things to be true: I know he would be a little jealous of some man taking his sister as his forever love, and I know he would see his sister as the most beautiful bride on the planet (with the exception of his own one day. . .or maybe they would tie). I know he would gladly help her get her shoes on or hold the bouquet while she waits anxiously for one more picture. He would love every moment, even if he didn't admit it.
Tears will be shed at this beautiful ceremony for the joy that these two hold and the life they will begin to make together. And it will be ok if a tear or two is also shed for the missing piece. His memories and tokens he left behind will be all over that wedding, so while his physical body will not be present, he will be.
And he will be thinking that his sister, as she becomes a Pursell on November 15, 2014, is the most beautiful bride on the planet.