Allison June

Three weeks have past since my sister was married.

I stumbled out of bed on Monday morning, headed upstairs to the kitchen, poured a cup of coffee and looked at my Dad. He peeked his head up from below his newspaper and said, "Morning, did you have fun?". I looked at him, looked at my coffee, took a sip, and thought. I lifted my head, looked at him and said, "Yeah, I think so."

As the Maid of Honour, there are a lot of things to consider and take care of, not just the day of the wedding, but also all of the days and months leading up to this great day. Not only do you need to tend to the bride, but in this instance, I also needed to tend to the mother of the bride. There was a lot to accomplish in four days and quite frankly, I was worn out. I was worn on our the Friday before the wedding let alone on the Monday after.

I remember thinking in that moment that I should respond immediately and say of course I had the best time. It still bugs me that I hesitated. Now that a little time has passed, I now realize that the party has only just begun.

I am so happy that my sister has found such a great person to share her life with.

As for a BIG wedding, more now than ever I have been swearing up and down that I will never do it. Elopement for me. However, if I ever do decide to move forward with a wedding, my mother will be there to take charge. She did a fantastic job, barring several meltdowns and minor car accident, on the details of my sister's big day.