“I have good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first?” That is what my brother asked me when he called long distance from Australia. Deep inside I knew he was calling to tell me that he and my sister in law weren’t going to be able to make it to our wedding. Since Mr. Kiwi and I hadn’t been able to make theirs, I have no right to be upset, which I’m not. I’m just a little… sad. This can be expected, right?
As was included in his question, there is good news. I’m going to be an aunt!! My very own niece/nephew. I’m thrilled that they’re expecting, now I can buy baby clothes! Still, I’m going to miss my brother so much. I haven’t seen him in over a year, and with the shortness of funds we likely won’t be able to visit to see the baby right after it’s born.
So, weddingbee, as I sit here transitioning between joy and sadness, I try to keep looking on the bright side. New baby, new little thing to love… So I won’t be able to have that family portrait taken, the first in about 10 years- but maybe at this time next year we’ll have a new picture taken, with a new family member.
It’s weird, knowing my brother won’t be at my wedding. Sometimes the tears fall, thinking about how my future in-laws won’t meet him for a very long time, and how my parents won’t be able to see their grandchild as much as they want. Then I brighten- I’m going to be an AUNT. I’m going to have a for-real niece. Or nephew.
We’re growing up.