So I hear he's a nice Jewish boy in med school no less.
One of the mothers of the bride is my former junior officer who left the military to be "wed" to the love of her life. I did not turn in a suspected homosexual when I served. For that and one other little quirky detail I was actually brought before a formal hearing. I did not lose but I lost. I would have done anything for her and I suppose I did.
They were the cutest couple when pregnant. There was only supposed to be one pregnancy but something happened. Demeter was born in late December, Janice was born in early January. Everyone knows them as J & D. J's is dark haired and skin the color of aged wood. D is the smooth complexion of coffee with cream and hair that is wild and willful. If I must say so they are beautiful girls. This fact never ceases to surprise me.
The girls were about my daughter's age when our daughter was born. The were some of the first visitors that we had after we got home, they helped the first hard week. They are sisters and the daughters of their mothers. Anyone that says otherwise does not understand how life and love works.
There was much discussion about what to call one another. This is complicated. Finally J said "Well she'll be our not-sister". That was agreed on. It is now a bit of a family joke. That is the term that was decided by the three Mothers and a Mother has the right to decide these things. No one else has the right.
So our daughter will stand for the first time in a wedding. She is only 10 but already looks like a woman at five foot one. J will be marrying a doctor while getting her own zoology degree. D is the engineering major.
There will be a reception that follows. I will be singing the first song for them. That is a bit of a miracle by itself as I didn't know I could sing until recently. I hope some day I live to see our own child's wedding with her not-sisters as bridesmaid.
Salome
Edited by coltom, 27 September 2012 - 12:49 PM.
