I’m feeling all nostalgic and weepy because if you are reading this, then it is probably Friday. For most that just means it’s Halloween, but this year for our family that means it’s the day before Zadi’s wedding.
Last week we got together in the town that got married in. That’s not why we went, but it seemed fitting that the last time that we would hang out together (with several other bridesmaids as well) it would be there. We laughed and talked at lunch together. I chickened out of giving a little speech that I had prepared to give to her.
I gave her a little blue floral bag with a drawstring. Inside was a little crystal candle holder and a couple of tea lights. What I wanted to say was that she was my first playmate, my longest friend, and I am so glad to be her sister. The candle holder came from my home. It is one of those little decorations that I find room for even when there is not much room to be had. On rough days when I’ve been pregnant, bustling around the house or just dog tired I have lit the little candle inside and watched the light dance on the wall. It reminds me that warmth and light live in this place. And now I hope that warmth and light live in her home.
I think it also helps that she found a real keeper. The girls are quite fond if you can’t tell.