All of us remember where we were at certain events in our lives. Who doesn't remember exactly where you were on September 11, 2011? I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when my brother called me to tell me he was asking his girlfriend to marry him.
My brother, who I thought was a confirmed bachelor, was going to settle down after only a few months of dating? I had all these questions for him. Had they discussed their finances? Do you really know this person? Whose house were they going to live in? Was he crazy? I accused him of being sappy--too in love to see straight. I told him he was floating on the clouds with hearts, unicorns, and rainbows all around him. Snap out of it!
Fast forward one year. My husband had passed away from a vicious battle with cancer. My world had changed drastically. My life no longer had room for missed opportunities or petty differences. I found myself living life very differently than I had in the past. No more hesitation. "Go for it" was now my mantra.
If my brother called me today to tell me he wanted to marry his girlfriend, I would have said "Do it!" I remember the passion that he had trying to convince me that his decision was the right one. I know now that we only get one chance. And if this very special lady made my brother this happy, who was I to tell him otherwise?
I am really glad my brother did not listen to me. On June 26, 2010, he and his girlfriend got married. On October 1, 2011, they welcomed a son to their family. I do believe in happy endings!