One year ago today my little sister got married. I love her and her husband, but it wasn’t exactly a secret that I thought they were too young to get married. My sister, in part due to the lives we were dealt is more mature than most women her age (She is now legal to drink) but I was worried that she really didn’t have enough time as an adult to understand who she was without her husband. She is only my half sister and 8 years and several states have separated us our entire lives but I am as protective of her as I would be if we shared a roof and the same mother.
Looking back a year later, I haven’t really changed my mind on the whole getting married before you are legally allowed to drink thing, but I do want to take a minute to tell my little sister that I am proud of her. I think that it is amazing to be able to know at any age that you are in, all in, to a relationship, forever. To know what that means already is a gift that is ageless. I am proud she is my sister. Her wedding was beautiful just like she is.
She had a beautiful wedding, that I wouldn’t have missed for the world. Even if that did mean spending time in Texas….