My cousin became engaged a few years back, and just this past year, she decided that she was ready to start planning her wedding. Of course, her cousins jumped at the opportunity to finally get this woman out of her mama’s house and into her own home (that and we’ve been itching for a wedding!)
The topic of the Bridal Party came about one train ride and I took for granted that I would be the maid of honor. Conceited, that I am…but to my surprise, it wasn’t a done deal. She didn’t know! How could you not know? (Did I mention I’m conceited?)
Anyway, this was back in July/August…
Last Saturday, October 23, 2010, I went out to dinner with her, her finance and the cousins and friends. To Carmine’s. And at the end of a wonderful dinner, she says, “there’s a reason we asked you to dinner. We have some news.”
Being who I am, I immediately thought, “Oh God, she’s pregnant.”
She started to take flowers from her bag and hand it out to everyone and when she came to me she gave me the prettiest bouquet of purple flowers…and a beautiful card with our picture on it and a message asking if I would be her maid of honor…
I gotta tell you, if being proposed to feels half as great as being asked to be the maid of honor…I can see the appeal of getting married a million times! Of course I said yes, and of course I teared up…I’m a sucker for sentimental moments.
And that’s my story. I will take a picture of the flowers and card later. This also means that there will be a lot of wedding related posts.