Getting married

I can't believe the day is here. My sister is getting married tomorrow.

When we were growing up, everyone in the family said she would be the first to get married. So outgoing, plenty of friends and happy. In high school, she had her share of boyfriends. Nothing too serious. It was the same through college. The family prediction didn't come true. The first sibling to get married was my oldest brother. The second sibling to get married was my other brother. Then it was my turn to walk down the aisle. After I got married, my oldest sister got married about a month after me.

My sister was getting down on herself because she had no prospects. She kept saying, "when I'm I going to find someone?" When she finally stopped looking, that is when it happened. She met her future fiance/husband at a friend's wedding. She wasn't really interested. She gave him her number and said "call me if you want." He did call her and they went on a date.

Months later, she called me and asked "when do you know when you love someone?" I told her you just knew. It took me a month of dating before I told my husband that I loved him. When she told him, its apparent he said it back.

Now it is their day to walk down the aisle Saturday. I'll be standing at her side, along with her best friends, as a bridesmaid. I'm happy that she finally found love. She has found her someone.