Weddings always evoke happiness in my experience. Why wouldn’t they? They are the affirmation that all is
right with the world. In the
hearing of vows, I cannot help but reconfirm my own commitment to my
beloved. Finding one’s own measure
of true love later in life is even more moving because the definition of
happiness has been refined by years of past experiences. When your dear brother also finds his true
love, it seems as if everything is well in the universe and maybe even to
eternity beyond. And the Universe agrees by providing a rainbow over their heads after the ceremony.
As my brother found genuine happiness over the course of the
last four years and now that he has committed to one very beautiful and loving wife,
I have released the shackles of worrying over him to the circle of their love
for each other. Well, at least to some
degree. Being the “worrier” in the
family, I will always carry a portion of worry across my shoulders for each
family member and friend no matter what life brings to them. But the power of knowing Rosemary and
Bill are safe within each other’s care, surrounded by loving family members (who
will stand beside them from both near and from afar) goes beyond any yearnings
for a safe place I could have created in my fondest of wishes for him over all
of these years.
And for this I am grateful.
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