This past Saturday my brother got married. It was a small wedding and very intimate. I have never seen my brother so happy. He was glowing like a pregnant woman. My SIL makes him happy and that is all that matters to me. We had some issues in the beginning but thanks to kicking my brother out of the picture we have become friends. It's weird thinking that I have a SIL and 3 lil ones that call me Auntie.
Gosh are those LIL ones adorable. I wanted to spend every minute just talking and listening to them ask questions about everything and anything. It was great. It made me realize that having a family is the next logical step.
To see my brother with the kids and have them call him to play or walk over to them when they get hurt for comfort makes me happy. I helped mold him into the man he is and I did a bang up job. (pat on the back for me).
My mom cried and drank wine; cried some more and just really enjoyed herself. She did an amazing job of setting up the reception and fixing SIL dress among other things.
I was sad that "family" wasn't there but maybe in time things will be cleared and restarted again.
Pics to follow...
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