So yesterday I had to meet up with my soon to be sister in law to have my daughter fitted for her flower girl dress. We met at her sisters house, which isn't far from mine. The dress fitting took seconds really, but we hung around a bit because the kids were playing. I was standing in the kitchen watching this famitly together. My sister in laws mother was there, her sister and an aunt. These women, close to eachother helping to plan this wedding. For a moment I was feriously jealous. Sure I am already married and my mother was around for that but that didn't stop me for wanting to scream. Maybe it's just me, maybe I was just having one of those days. Sometimes things like that won't bother me unless I start to let it, but I started thinking about my brothers. My older one, getting married in less then a month. Earlier that day my future sister in law was discussing seating arangements and that she was short one person for my fathers table. Maybe she wasn't thinking about it like I think about it, or likely how my brothers and father think about it. Why is she short one person for that table? It just reopens that wound again. We all kind of stared at our hands for a moment pretending to think about who could be added to that table. Thats what happens when you loose such a vital member of your family, you look at everything a little different. I couldn't help but feel jealous that this family isn't suffering like we are. Crazy huh?
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