My Sister Is Getting Married
Now, why does that make me afraid? Is it because she's the first from us four sisters to "move out and on"? Is it because there's no turning back in this path? Is it because we hardly know the husband-to-be, though that's true for practically everyone? Is it because of her stunning courage to take that plunge, while I stay trembling in this loneliness and ideals? Is it because I don't want to let go of her? Is it because I am not quite sure what will happen to her when there's already another name attached to hers? Is this even fear I am feeling? This is one of the very, very important moments of my sister's life, and somehow, I can't release the rope. Can't we stay as sisters forever? Why does someone have to come in and divert her love from us? Although I know for a fact that her love is not diverted, just increased. It seems that I'm on a cliff, with the dark seawaters below me, crashing the waves to those massive wall-rocks belo